by Dr. Deanna Shrodes | Apr 16, 2024 | Recovery, Soul Care, Spiritual Disciplines, Stress, Stress Management
The stress in my life finally caught up with me. I find myself at a point of having to take action on the stress in my life, before it creates damage that can’t be undone. Thankfully I’m at the place where I believe it can be turned around. (And my doctor...
by Dr. Deanna Shrodes | Apr 5, 2024 | Family, Grief, Loss, Ministry, Recovery, Trauma
Last Thursday was a day I will never forget, one that I prayed to God none of my kids would ever have to face. On that day, my oldest son Dustin and his wife Taylor found themselves facing the most significant loss of their lives. During the anatomy ultrasound to...
by Dr. Deanna Shrodes | Nov 8, 2023 | Leadership, Ministry, Recovery, Reflection, Trauma
Do you ever feel like you might as well not even work on yourself because it takes so much effort, it’s a never-ending battle and you often feel as if you fail as much as you succeed? I get you. Last week, I shared this post on my social media: Sometimes I get...
by Dr. Deanna Shrodes | Oct 2, 2023 | Loss, Recovery, Stress, Trauma
Reality check: some things don’t get better, at least right away. That doesn’t mean nothing gets better, but it means some situations may not, for a while. For example, there are diseases that are managed – not cured, unless God heals them. There are also...
by Dr. Deanna Shrodes | Jul 12, 2023 | Grief, Loss, Recovery, Trauma
Not long ago, I was having a talk with my assistant and friend, Judi Cotignola, about trauma, grief, loss and moving forward. We noticed something about the people in our lives who had experienced these tragedies. Some had moved forward and were seeing great things...
by Dr. Deanna Shrodes | Jun 22, 2023 | Family, Loss, Ministry, Recovery, Relationships, Stress, Stress Management
“Cruel people offer pity when they no longer feel threatened. However, kind people offer compassion and understanding regardless.” Shannon L. Alder When my birth father, Gus, passed away in December, I thought to myself, “I just need space to grieve.” Everything had...