While I wait for “The End” to arrive, here are three lessons I’m carrying with me into this new year of life…
Read MoreThat’s what my therapist calls it—a temporary state of nervousness or worry that shows up in specific situations. For me? It feels more like a spiritual free fall.
Read MoreStepping away, even for a few hours, can feel like we’re leaving something unattended or worse, letting someone down.
Read MoreThere are some days I’m a better wife than mom, or vice versa. Other days, ministry zaps so much out of me that I need time to recharge to be wife and mom later.
Read More…the ministry of reconciliation doesn’t wait until we’ve got it all figured out. It meets us mid-conversation, in our questions, in our seeking.
Read MoreAnd though I have no reason to feel icky as the person who suffered the “violent” behavior, the biggest sentiment I feel after admitting that is: shame.
Read MoreInstead of focusing on the terrible things happening in the world, I’m choosing to focus on how the terrible things demonstrate God’s sovereignty and power.
Read MoreThis self-induced defense mechanism of spiritual regression wreaks so much havoc on your life as you attempt to protect yourself from anxious thoughts or feelings, and try to assure yourself that you’re psychologically safe.
Read MoreI was fully tuned into the sermon until the Pastor said: “Some of us are too fragile for God’s glory…We think being “chosen” or “called” is equivalent to receiving special privileges.”
Read MoreFor example, whenever there is a transition and/or shift happening in my life, it’s usually accompanied by other transitions and/or shifts.
Read MoreIt felt like I’d won the war, but lost the battle. The only way I can describe how I felt is like the ending of the movie 300. Although the Spartans won, nothing was ever the same because they all died on the battlefield.
Read MoreThis year, several experiences triggered memories and feelings held by the little girl in me that I thought the adult me had suppressed years ago.
Read MoreThat day, the evolution of my ministry stopped being plans inside the Notepad app on my phone and became a reality.
Read MoreA piece of me died this month. And it's kind of ironic considering that September marked another year of life, health and strength for me.
Read MoreWhile watching the women in my family taught me perseverance, it didn’t teach me how to rest.
Read MoreAs I discussed the situation with family and friends over the next few days, I discovered an open wound that I’ve unknowingly been carrying since 5th grade.
Read MoreBecause I always finish what I start, admitting defeat was very difficult. But it’s better to surrender, retreat, and try again, than to get beat up and still lose the fight.
Read MoreSo, for the first few days of January, I started looking for a word. Every powerful thing I heard, watched or read, I tried to make it my word for the year.
Read MoreAfter some time, the members began to recognize me as Marcus’ wife. However, no one really knew me because I remained cordial, but not engaging.
Read MoreIt was as if I was having an outer body experience, watching a version of me enjoying a vacation.
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