"God I am lonely!" My heart cries out for the umpteenth time. My mind tells me I've got no reason to be lonely. After all, I've got a great family and God has miraculously provided support for us in our times of need. Still, my heart is dissatisfied much to my dismay. The tears are reluctant [...]
No matter how hard we try to do the "right" thing and live these great Christian lives, we face rejection. Its sting often brings with it condemnation, shame, and a whole lot of pain which many of us internalize. We start to see ourselves as "not good enough" or deserving of the bad things life throws [...]
A wave of panic hit me again and Anxiety's cold hands squeezed my heart. Its chilly breath whispered an all to well known phrase: "You've got to put your life, dreams, and passions on hold. There's no time for that. You're a wife and a mom. You must become dormant again." I choked back tears and [...]
Throughout my life, I've often heard the phrases "you're being too sensitive", "stop being so moody", "you're reading too much into things", and more. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't change this about myself. I was and still am a "moody" person. One minute I can be on top of the world and the [...]
Growing into God's grace - it should be easy right? After all, we are surrounded by many teachings and leaders claiming to understand God's grace. Yet, so much of the grace teachings champion what I like to call "sloppy grace". This grace allows you to do whatever you want because Jesus has you covered. On the flip [...]
Have you ever wondered how to trust God's love for you? We know he loves us, but we don't really trust it much if we're really honest with ourselves. We question every trial, unanswered prayer, challenging circumstance wondering how could God let us go through this if he loves us. We easily trigger in abandonment, rejection, [...]
I gazed admiringly into the mirror. My Granny's blue, yellow, white necklaces draped around my neck along with some brooch of sorts and a pair of clip-on earrings for my not-yet-pierced ears. I stood in a pool of bluey-grey material as my aunt's prom dress hung baggily on my 8 yr-0ld body. I moved from side [...]
