Tags: broken, christianity, encouragement, Fear, forgiveness, hope, love, stress
The Bravest Thing
It’s sometimes the obvious things that are the most difficult. It’s obvious that we need to confess our sins and turn from them, but it’s much more difficult to actually take that step. Sometimes it’s comfortable to stay put. The guilt becomes the norm and the struggle seemingly fades away. The sin that consumes your life looks normal and you are surrounded by other people engaging in the same stuff. You can go on for a while, pressing down conviction and the knowledge of right and wrong. After all, everyone is doing it. At some point you are faced with
Stepping Beyond My Fears to Faith
The fear of man bringeth a snare: but whoso putteth his trust in the LORD shall be safe. Proverbs 29:25 It was clear. I heard God’s voice. I knew I should take the next step, but I was afraid. Fear cripples me and tells me lies. Fear pins me to the floor and says things like: You are not capable. You will never succeed. It is too difficult. People will laugh at you. There are others more qualified. The task is too big for you. Your strength will fail. It does not make sense. I stand face to face with
Why Worry?
Worry is not desirable, yet I often choose it, even fight for it. I actually despise the feeling I get deep in my gut when something is disturbing my normal. It’s hard to articulate exactly what ignites this feeling. Sometimes it only takes a word, a sight, a smell or a sound to bring up memories of past problems that make me feel physically ill. The feelings of worry are familiar. I don’t want to feel this way, but I don’t know how to escape. If I could break free from worry I would feel so much better. The weight
Heaven
I can still smell the warm apple pie, fresh fudge, Italian cream cake and other goodies that my grandmother whipped up just for us. She had the softest apron and could cook everything better than anybody. There was just something about going to Grandma’s house. The smells stick with me to this day and if I get a whiff of something that reminds me of her, my heart longs to see her unforgettable face. And oh could she make some faces that would send everyone around into spontaneous laughter. As she got older she began experiencing mini strokes and was
Scar Face & Combat Boots
As he pushed my husband on a gurney through the dark outdoor paths of the old hospital, transferring his sick body from one place to another, I followed closely behind. Looking around, all I could see was concrete and alleys everywhere. There was no one is sight. I had no idea where we were or where we were headed. Like an out of body experience I watched myself take each step praying for healing and comfort with every breath. Behind me was another man, a paramedic, who looked a bit scary. I can still hear the sound of his huge
Stormy Peace
The colorful leaves dance with brilliance amidst the palette of beautiful fall hues, and the smell of cinnamon pumpkin fills our homes through candles, plug-ins, and favorite desserts. Whether you love fall, or are already wishing for the warm sunshine and the taste of the salty waves, the change of seasons is well on its way. When we speak of seasons, we have a forecaster that warns us of any sudden changes that are on the horizon, but life isn’t as predictable. Seasons of life do not come in a pattern or with a forecaster, however they do come with
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