Category: Books

  • Practicing Trauma Recovery and Replanting My Feet

    In 2017, I never thought I’d be back in the writing world. I “retired” and went into nursing school and closed down this blog and my public social media. I began that goodbye saying, “This is my final post.” It wasn’t, and so I won’t say that this is my final post. I only have two feet to put in my mouth and I’ve used both of them up.

    The Revival

    In 2018, I decided to report my childhood sexual abuse. Mark Aderholt, the man who sexually abused me in 1996, was arrested and indicted on four felonies: Indecency with a Child: Sexual Contact and Sexual Assault of a Child under 17 years old. While the Tarrant County DA accepted a plea bargain presented by the defense (Aderholt pleaded guilty to a fifth charge: Assault Causing Bodily Injury), I decided that this was the end of that trauma in my life.

    Recovery is a lifelong journey, but I’ve taken my power back. This is over because I spoke the truth and I forgave him. This ending has nothing to do with his cowardly lack of admission but instead my choice to leave it behind. I had the opportunity to face him at his sentencing and read him a victim impact statement which you can read here.

    This event was in the middle of a reckoning in the evangelical church (in my case, the Southern Baptist Convention and it’s foreign missions organization, the International Mission Board) and the #churchtoo movement. It’s been encouraging to see the baby steps they are taking to prevent and heal sexual abuse that’s happened in the church. It’s frustrating that (yet I am grateful for) the mainstream media bringing attention to it after years of voices within the church trying, but it is what it is, nonetheless. A personally meaningful and memorable piece was when Rachel Martin from NPR’s Morning Edition took the time to listen to my story. The last-minute of the interview is a perfect example of holding space for someone in their grief.

    In the journey over the last year and a half, I saw the need for a resource for those who support survivors. I began writing it with the intent to self-publish it, but the publisher of my first book decided to pick this one up. My latest book, Healing Together, A Guide to Supporting Sexual Abuse Survivors, released on October 15, 2019, through Zondervan. You can get a copy here.

    As I did in 2017, I don’t expect to pick up the pen professionally again at this point. I began nursing school in 2017 and after a year hiatus due to the criminal investigation, I intend to finish my BSN at the end of 2023 and continue on to graduate school to work in psychiatric nursing. My current job at a DFW hospital system, which I love, the joy of serving my family and my patients and my focus on my education is more than enough to prevent my hands from being idle.

    Practices in Healing

    Some have asked what therapies and practices I’ve found to be most effective in my healing. I say the word practice because that’s exactly how it works. We practice. Sometimes we master it and sometimes we fail. The point is, we practice. Have grace and be gentle with yourself.

    The below practices and resources are the ones that I’ve personally found to be exceptionally helpful at healing trauma and opening up space for me to find new joy, make daily choices to continue to grow, stay healthy, and not allow the trauma of the past to linger within my body now that the threat is gone. It’s been about nine months of intentionally choosing to move within this flow, and while there are challenging days and events, I’ve found that far more often than not, I feel balanced, calm, and hopeful. Disclaimer: I’m not a doctor or psychologist, so please check with your own health care providers to see what healthy options are available to you in your unique situation.

    Physical Health

    • Eating a completely vegetarian (no meat or fish) diet, consuming fewer animal products (usually humanely curated cheese, butter, and eggs), fewer processed foods (keep in mind, we have a three-year-old so boxed mac and cheese is a staple).
    • Drinking a lot of water. A LOT. No soda or alcohol, and coffee as needed but only until noon.
    • Going to bed ideally by 9 pm (10 pm at the latest) and waking up by 5:30 am (6:30 am at the latest) even on weekends. In either case, listening to my body and giving it grace for the exceptions is just as important.
    • Exercising in some capacity once or twice a day with slow-paced exercise. For me, it’s been yoga, mostly power yoga (yoga combined with HITT and calisthenics) for 30 minutes a day (and if I can’t do that, at least 10 in the morning or before bed). I also try walking the dogs every night after Charlotte goes to bed but when it’s cold or windy, Tim graciously walks them. Also, stretching every morning and before bed.
    • Practicing deep breathing in the morning, at lunch, before bed, and as needed.
    • Being more intentional about my posture. This tiny act helps breathing, the energy I put out into the space around me, and my confidence. Who knew?

    Mental and Emotional Health

    Spiritual and Relational Health

    Out of all the health compartments, this is the one I struggle with the most. I’m introverted so I refuel alone, and after working a full day with 20-30 patients and coworkers, even on the best of days (most of them!) I am mentally fulfilled and also exhausted. Even with my introvertedness, I prefer face-to-face contact, and I’m horrible at responding to email and texts. I communicate with my best friends (who don’t live in DFW) on Snapchat just so we can use video instead of texting.

    With that disclosure, here are some goals I’ve set for myself and that I’m intentionally taking baby steps to accomplish. Remember: practice.

    • I want to join interest groups. There are a few health collectives/co-ops and yoga and hiking groups I’m trying to get the courage to show up to and practice in a group. I’ve gone to a few meetings of a DFW group that works to communicate the research behind psychedelics to people who’ve never looked at these medications in a therapeutic way. As a future psychiatric nurse practitioner hoping to help survivors of trauma, this area (if you can’t tell) is incredibly interesting to me. The group also exists to educate those who choose to use psychedelics about their risks and best practices so that if someone chooses to use these substances, they do so in an informed way. To be clear: the group does not encourage or promote the use of these medications, it is not a place to buy or sell them and anyone who joins with the intent or expression to do so is not allowed to participate. It’s an incredibly diverse group of professionals of all ages, students, city leaders, law enforcement, and religious leaders.
    • I’ve started to explore the desire (it’s a very, very, very small desire) to start attending church again. The place where Charlotte goes to preschool is a part of a UMC church close to where we live, and we went to a couple of services there when she had events during the Sunday services. Maybe. Maybe.
    • I’m preparing (it’s on my bedside table) to read some classic Christian literature that I used to find encouraging in the past. Maybe I’ll even pick up a Bible again. Part of this effort, as well as the desire to explore going to church, is to cautiously open up the doors for Charlotte to begin to understand the importance of faith in her life. I’m not sure what this looks like yet, but for now, being open to the idea is a scary step.

    Being mindful and aware of every day and every choice has reshaped my heart’s desire into unplugging from online spaces as my norm. And like in 2017, I plan on being less engaged online and more engaged in the tangible interactions in front of me (not that there is anything wrong or bad about choosing to be engaged online; that’s an entirely valid place to exist and helps many, many people). I’ll still pop in from time to time, and I’m encouraged by rekindling old friendships and forming new friendships over the last couple of years.

    I think that’s it for now. I’ve been writing this over a series of my “uninterrupted 30-minute lunch breaks” and I need to go back to work. I’ll probably be back some time. Probably. Maybe. We’ll see.

    Regardless, I’m grateful. Thank you.

    Postscript: More About Healing Together

    Here’s the back copy of Healing Together, so you can see if it’s a helpful resource for you. I’m pretty proud of it, to be honest. The work I’ve done in nursing school researching and practicing trauma-informed methodologies proved to be extremely useful in this book. It’s not a picture-perfect “I went through trauma. I healed. Jesus saved me. He’ll save you too” kind of book. My beliefs are changing within where they are rooted and “healing” is a big word with a lot of nuanced meaning. It’s my goal that the book informs you about what trauma does to our bodies and that it offers some gentle suggestions for walking alongside someone who’s been abused.

    Sex is such an intimate topic historically wrapped in shame and when someone shares they were sexually abused, we may not know how to respond.

    With recent #MeToo and #ChurchToo movements, we are learning just how many men, women, boys, and girls have suffered sexual abuse at the hands of a trusted person, often family members or leaders in the church. Sexual abuse is rampant in modern society and now–sometimes many years later–sexual abuse survivors are sharing their stories.

    Anne Marie Miller is a survivor of childhood clergy sexual abuse and has shared her journey toward healing with audiences all over the world. After speaking with thousands of survivors and their loved ones, she saw the need for a fundamental and practical guide for helping supporters of sexual abuse survivors understand the basics of abuse, trauma, healing, and hope. Drawing from her own experience as a survivor and evidence-based research, Anne addresses these questions and more in Healing Together:

    What is sexual abuse?

    How can I help survivors?

    Who are predators and how do they groom victims?

    How does trauma affect survivors?

    What happens when someone doesn’t remember the details of their abuse?

    How does abuse wound the physical, emotional, and spiritual health of people who have been abused?

    When and how should authorities be contacted?

    How do you talk to your children about sexual abuse?

    What are the warning signs of abuse?

    Is healing possible?

    Whether you are a spouse, a family member, a friend, or a church leader looking for easy-to-navigate resources to understand and support sexual abuse survivors, you’ll find answers and hope in these pages.

    You can get a copy of Healing Together: A Guide to Supporting Sexual Abuse Survivors right here or if you’re looking for a bulk discount for 5+ books @ $5.00 a book, you can click right over here and use the discount code “HEALING” to get that price.

  • Zondervan/HarperCollins is Publishing Healing Together!

    Zondervan/HarperCollins is Publishing Healing Together!

    Once upon a time not too long ago, I gave up writing books. I even cursed the industry I used to work in. Never. Ever. Again.

    I started pursuing a career in nursing. Our daughter was born. Last spring, I decided to turn in the man who sexually abused me as a teenager. What followed was a blessed insanity.

    I found out there was a lack of resources to help equip the people who want to support sex abuse survivors. So, I decided to self-publish a book doing that. That book is called Healing Together.

    Lifeway reached out and decided to publish it and I was so excited. But then we had different ideas about the necessity of survivors attending church. So we parted ways. I went back to the original plan of self-publishing it, and Lifeway would continue helping me in that process as an act of good faith. (They were wonderful.)

    THE NEXT DAY: my very first publisher from TEN YEARS AGO (Zondervan) had no idea any of this was happening and were praying for someone to write a book about the same thing I had just written.

    When I announced Lifeway and I were no longer under contract, they randomly found out about it. We chatted, I took a really long time to decide, but I did choose to publish with them again (and with Lifeway’s full blessing and support and help!)

    A few things changed about the logistics of this book:

    • The manuscript is MUCH better than I ever could have made it…holy cow.
    • The release date is October 15, 2019. Not this summer.
    • Because Z is a Harper imprint, they have contracts to charge certain retail prices, BUT the book will still be able to be found for free electronically as planned and $5 for paperback as planned (I’ll explain the logistics when they are available).
    • The retail price on Amazon, B&N, etc. is exactly the same as it would have cost if I self-published it, something I am truly happy Z worked so hard on to make happen.
    • I’m still in school and will still be going into nursing as planned & work at my hospital.
    • I am also able to go out and support the book too. With Z’s awesome sales & marketing, I am glad the message of this book will be getting into so many hands.

    I am tremendously proud of the research that has gone into this book and the editing Z did to make it easy to understand. I’m amazed that as life has carried me into studying to be a psych nurse focused on trauma it also aligned me with writing this book to help people understand trauma so they can walk alongside survivors and we can all heal together.

    You can find it on Amazon here.

  • Spring Cleaning Sale!

    Spring Cleaning Sale!

    Spring Cleaning Sale!

    Spring is HERE!

    Instead of worrying about cleaning those dust bunnies,
    do a little soul-cleaning instead.

    In this HUGE bundle, you’ll get (for 50% off!)

    Mad Church Disease: Healing from Church Burnout – Updated and Expanded Edition (Both paperback AND eBook – PDF, epub (Kindle), and .mobi (iPad, Nook))

    Awarded the Outreach Magazine Vital Church Award, using anecdotal parallels between Mad Cow Disease and leadership trends in the church, Anne writes not only to help us realize what church leaders are facing, but also to provide practical and positive treatment plans. Mad Church Disease is a lively, informative, and potentially life-saving resource for anyone in ministry–vocational or volunteer–who would like to understand, prevent, or treat the epidemic of burnout in church.

    Beating Burnout: A 30 Day Guide to Hope & Health: You get ALL FOUR types of books (paperback AND eBook -PDF, epub (Kindle), and .mobi (iPad, Nook)) PLUS a FREE audio book of all the devotionals!

    This 30-day devotional will help you begin your day resting in the power of Christ. Starting our days focused on our relationship with God is essential to staying healthy in ministry. Each week focuses a day on rest, spiritual health, physical health, emotional health, relational health and prayer.

    Usually $50.00
    Now only $25.00 + S/H

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    Just use the coupon code XMAS20 at checkout!

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  • A Free Advent Devotional for the Hard and Holy Holidays

    Growing up, I didn’t know much about Advent.

    Christmas cantatas, yes.

    Live nativity scenes, yes.

    Advent…not so much.

    A few years ago, after I began attending St. Bartholomew’s in Nashville, Advent really took a hold on my heart: a time to prepare and reflect upon the coming Christ, his birth, death and resurrection, the narrative of Mary and Joseph, angels, dirt, mundane, pain, rejoicing.

    Over time, I’ve written a few blog posts inspired by the season or on Christmas in general. Because as mystical and ponderous Advent is, the holiday season is hard for many people–myself included.

    Family and travel and money and parties and finals and bad weather and schedules and so…many…things that distract and hurt and delight and remind us of a broken world, not a healed one.

    We yearn for hope.

    Last year, I compiled a month-full of Advent writings and made a little eBook.

    It’s free. 

    Just head over to Noisetrade and download it. 

    Please share it with your friends, your family.

    Study it by yourself or with a group of people.

    Print off a million copies of it and give it to anyone you think could find it helpful.

    It’s yours.

    It’s my prayer that by taking just a couple of minutes each day as we approach Christmas to stop and breathe and pray and hope and to know we aren’t alone in this hard and holy season, we can live vulnerably in the dualities of joy and sadness and pain and peace.

    Those tensions have been lived and wrestled in since the beginning of time but in this season we know the most beautiful moment is in our rest.

    And we can rest and know we are loved and can love, we can rest in knowing hope and holiness, and we can rest knowing our Savior has come (and is here, now).

    O’ come let us adore Him!

  • One Year “Lean on Me” Anniversary Sale!

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    Can you believe it?

    It’s been exactly a year since my last book Lean on Me: Finding Intentional, Vulnerable and Committed Community published! To celebrate, if you order a copy of LOM from my store and use coupon code FREEPTSF we will send you a copy of my second book Permission to Speak Freely for FREE!

    Yup!

    Thanks for all your prayers and support over the years!

  • Jesus’ Hidden Years…And Yours

    Anonymous Alicia Britt Chole

    I just finished a book called anonymous, which talks about Jesus’ “hidden” years — the first 30 years of his life where we really don’t know much of what happened. The author, Alicia Britt Chole, makes a great point that reminds me that God is always working, building, planning, designing, going before us for good.

    Often times as mere humans we get frustrated in the waiting times, in the quiet seasons…where we are filled with so much passion and we know our calling and our skills and our gifts but for some reason, it doesn’t seem as if we can release those things even though God’s given them to us. It feels like we might BURST at the seams if we don’t get to do those things He has placed in us.

    Now, imagine being the Son of God, knowing from the very beginning of your life you have the power to heal the sick, the blind, the lame, to perform miracles, to show people the love of God and hope and every day you wake up and ask the Father, “Is today the day?” and He says back, “No, not today.” What trust, patience, and wisdom Jesus has to spend 90% of his life in those “hidden” years, not bursting at the seams, not wanting to get ahead of His Father’s schedule (yet, as the Bible says, being tempted to, but not sinning).

    For 30 years He lived in these “hidden” years, mostly anonymous, preparing for three years of public ministry. And that is exactly what God planned.

    I have been so challenged by this thought, that Jesus went to the lonely places to be with God, to take comfort, to receive guidance, and to ultimately obey and bring Him glory.

    Wow.

    (Here is a link to the book in case you’d like to read it. It’s lovely and Biblical and so thought provoking.)

  • Free Devotional: Surviving Christmas: Advent Devotions for the Hard and Holy Holidays

    Growing up, I didn’t know much about Advent. Christmas cantatas, yes. Live nativity scenes, yes. Stolen baby Jesus dolls, yes. Advent…not so much.

    It was a few years ago after I began attending St. Bartholomew’s in Nashville where Advent really took a hold on my heart: a time to prepare and reflect upon the coming Christ, his birth, death and resurrection, the narrative of Mary and Joseph, angels, dirt, mundane, pain, rejoicing.

    Over time, I’ve written a few blog posts inspired by the season or on Christmas in general. Because as mystical and ponderous Advent is, the holiday season is hard for many people.

    Family and travel and money and parties and finals and bad weather and schedules and so…many…things that distract and hurt and remind us of a broken world, not a healed one.

    This year, I’ve compiled a couple old blog posts with a few other reflections (if you received my Advent emails last year, those too) and made a little eBook.

    And it’s free. Just head over to Noisetrade and download it. Please share it with your friends, your family. Study it by yourself or with a group of people. Print off a million copies of it and give it to anyone you think could find it helpful. It’s yours.

    It’s my prayer that by taking just a couple of minutes each day as we approach Christmas to stop and breathe and pray and hope and to know we aren’t alone in this hard and holy season, we can live vulnerably in the dualities of joy and sadness and pain and peace.

    Those tensions have been lived and wrestled in since the beginning of time but in this season we know the most beautiful moment is in our rest.

    And we can rest and know we are loved and can love, we can rest in knowing hope and holiness, and we can rest knowing our Savior has come (and is here, now).

  • Enjoy A Free Chapter of “Lean on Me” from the Folks at FaithGateway

     

    The fine folks at FaithGateway posted a free chapter of Lean on Me: Finding Intentional, Vulnerable and Consistent Community today. Here’s a little tease; you can click over to their website for the rest!

    They’re also offering 20% off the book, too! (Insert your own verbiage about stocking stuffers or Christmas shopping here…I’ll save you the grief.)

    Much love,

    Anne Marie

    ***

    Sometimes the only way to return is to go. — Josh Garrels

    Leaving behind four years of friendships in Nashville, I moved to California, confidently running, fearless in my decision to escape. It was like my runaway attempt when I was in kindergarten, except now I was taller than the corn stalks and could see my way to a new home. The safety I craved appeared to exist in anonymity. I had nothing to prove to anyone, no questions to answer or expectations to meet. Surely this was the right choice. The voice of my independence distorted the voices of my friends in Nashville telling me to stay.

    A new job, new friends, and the healing air of the Pacific Ocean blowing through the windows assured me my decision to move to California was a good move to make.

    After work each day, I drove to the house where I rented a room, perched up on the side of a mountain, and watched the sun drop into the ocean as though it had a five-hundred-pound weight attached to the bottom of it. This was my daily commute, and in spite of the small fortune I spent in tolls each way, it was breathtaking every time. My days were kept busy at a growing architecture firm where I helped plan events and managed publicity. It was easy to spend twelve hours a day at work finding something to improve or a new project to begin.

    The busyness didn’t bother me at all; in fact, it was a welcome distraction to the grief I was experiencing over the loss of my marriage. Soon, I found myself hopping from plane to plane, running across airport terminals all over the United States for company events. That accomplished two things: it caused a diversion to the growing pain I was desperately avoiding and it separated me from the beginnings of community I was starting to form in California. In the midst of my new job, I was also on a book tour promoting my second book, Permission to Speak Freely, which took me away from my new home in California even more.

    The stress of being a full-time author and speaker as well as a full-time publicity manager affected me physically, and I lost weight and couldn’t sleep most nights. But somehow this was okay. Only a month and a half into my new life as a California girl, in between a taping for a Christian television broadcast in Texas for my book and an architecture meeting in Arkansas, I sent a text message to my friend Liz. Liz was a friend who I knew would speak words of truth that I was willing to listen to.

    Me: Can be honestIm not sure if movinto California wathe right thing.

    A few moments later, she replied. Can call you?

    Sure. Give me fifteen minuteto get to my hotel room.

    Fifteen minutes later, I sat cross-legged on one of the double beds in my hotel room in Little Rock and waited for Liz to call.

    “Why isn’t it working out?” she asked.

    “I just feel so disconnected. From everything. I’m traveling so much I can’t do things with my new friends in California. The time zone makes it hard to connect with my old friends back in Nashville. I’m starting to recognize flight attendants on the Dallas to Orange County segment I’m on every week. I feel as if they know what’s going on in my life more than my roommates even do.”

    “I think moving to California was a mistake,” she said without pause.

    “Um, well, that’s a bold statement.”

    “What do you want me to tell you, Anne? You’re running.”

    “I just needed a fresh start.”

    “No, you need to heal.”

    “I am healing.”

    “Are you?”

    I sat silently, staring at the dated pink floral pattern of the bedspread.

    “Go,” she said. “Go to the place where it hurts your heart so much you simply can’t stand it and you feel like you want to die. Go to the place where the infection is thick and rotting and it smells and burns. You have to go to the bottom of the wound and start there. It is the only way to begin healing. Where is that place for you?”…

    (READ THE REST OF THE CHAPTER HERE…)