
I struggle with pretty bad anxiety. There are times I avoid hanging out with people because it gives me so much anxiety. Sometimes, I feel that I just don’t fit in and fear I will be left on the outskirts of any group or conversation. I can find myself very easily overanalyzing everything. Every action and word of mine comes under scrutiny, and every response feels like an indictment against me. I often struggle to find comfort or ease when I participate, and I can feel an emptiness that is hard to describe. It is as if what feels like…

I struggle with anxiety and depression. At times, it distorts the way I interpret and responds to people and situations. The weight of that brokenness can feel overwhelming, but an obsession for a cure can be even more dangerous. The search for quick fixes and shortcuts leads to deeper wounds. Only God can restore the imperfections that are characteristic of our fallen, sinful nature. We must each wait on His timing and heal at His prescribed pace. He is God. When we are struggling, He is God. When we are weary, He is God. When we are waiting, He is…

Our culture loves superheroes. I am a Marvel girl, myself, but I’ll still give a nod to those misguided DC loyalists. That is meant in jest, of course, but we idealize the concept that there is someone out there, a team of saviors, ready to rescue us from pain caused by those who misuse their power – whichever fan base we fall into. Our hearts long for rescue. Everything from the “be your own hero” themed movements and campaigns to our fantastical heroes speaks to that aching desire. We want to be avenged and have a price exacted for the…

I don’t like to talk about finances. It’s always been something that I have felt is incredibly personal to an individual. Thus, when God laid this post on my heart, it was uncomfortable, to say the least. However, in light of God’s goodness, I don’t mind being a little uncomfortable as I talk about money. As a single mom, funds get tight sometimes, but my bills get paid, and we always have more than we need. There have been many weeks when my paycheck seems to stretch beyond what I thought it would. Other times, God places amazing gifts directly…

I had a bad mental health week. I was blessed to have friends who walked with me through it. They uplifted me through phone calls and text messages and told me in loving ways that I needed to get over myself. Last night I came out of the fog and thought I was going to be okay. I thought, “I can make until church on Sunday, where I will be surrounded by my church family for corporate worship. The atmosphere of love, the focus on God, and the joy of serving would help me press onward.” Hopping from Sunday to…

It feels like free-falling. The surrounding winds roar all your fears and insecurities at volumes that could shatter your eardrums. The instinct is to grab onto something, to grab hold of anything. There is nothing tangible in arms reach. The options are limited, the voices gain ferocity, and the urge to regain control feels all-consuming. Close your eyes. Breathe in. Breathe out. Feel the comforting presence of God’s breath inside you, coursing through every part of your being. Listen to the rhythmic pounding of life that has been divinely imparted to you. In each breath and in every beat of…

But Thomas (called “Twin”), one of the Twelve, was not with them when Jesus came. So the other disciples were telling him, “We’ve seen the Lord!” But he said to them, “If I don’t see the mark of the nails in his hands, put my finger into the mark of the nails, and put my hand into his side, I will never believe.” A week later his disciples were indoors again, and Thomas was with them. Even though the doors were locked, Jesus came and stood among them and said, “Peace be with you.” Then he said to Thomas, “Put…
The Word of God and testimonies of His faithfulness can be hidden in our hearts to sustain us and fulfill us.