Who are your people? Who are helping you experience who God really is? How are they teaching you? What connections are you making from these experiences?
Do you re-read books?
Do you re-read books? I have a few I like to re-read. These are part of my resources. Books that speak over me and encourage me. It goes without saying but just in case, the Bible is an irreplaceable resource for me. It speaks to me and it amazes me how I can hear the…
And one day we will be in His Presence and we will know Him because we walked with Him through it all.
I can change my mind.
The mind. It’s beautifully complex but sometimes doesn’t feel so beautiful. Oppressive thoughts, low self worth, and speaking defeated words over ourselves make us feel less than. I fall into bad thinking patterns when I feel stuck and unsure what the right decision is to make. I feel guilty if I make a wrong decision…
More than a decade ago my husband spoke this verse over me. He was my boyfriend at the time and I’ll never forget that moment. I was doubting my worth, my purpose. I was so unsure of myself and if God could use me. Timid, fearful. I still struggle with some of those same identity…
I like control. There’s a safety there. Where you know what you’re capable of and how you will handle it all. Where does that leave you? Are you tired of trying to keep it all together? Controlling your emotions. Maybe controlling your response, not too angry so you don’t lose control but you still feel…
Sometimes waiting is enough to push me over the edge. Then sometimes I love waiting, like waiting for the coffee timer to ding that the coffee is done. But sometimes waiting is painful… waiting for the doctor to call, i.e. high blood pressure healing to come relationships to restore falling asleep coffee to finish brewing…
I have struggled with not having answers. I want answers. I want to find comfort in having all the answers. So I can justify something that has happened, making the pain less. I want something tangible to hang on to. Life circumstances just don’t make sense sometimes. What are we supposed to do when we…
I’ve lived a lot of my life in fear. The more I feared things, the more those things came true, which kept me in this cycle believing all those fears because some of them had come true. Last night my son had a bad thought, which made him fearful he’d have nightmares. Oh bless him,…