5 Verses to Find Your Faith Again
I pulled the covers up over my head and closed my eyes tightly. My mind embraced a new day, but my heart rejected the new tomorrow because I knew the things that made my heart feel heavy yesterday were still there. I can still feel the heaviness, the worry, the waiting and wondering if things would work out. The unknown outcomes caused anxiety. Questions, and heartaches from a fresh new wave of trials make us want to go to sleep and dream of a better tomorrow. A day when life is good again and our hearts don’t hurt so much.
A Prayer Guide for Hurting Hearts
There are moments in life when there are no more words to utter in prayer. Shock, devastation, and a slew of circumstances pile up to make it feel impossible to move, or even pray. Help might be the word you are thinking, but even saying it seems silly. Sometimes you feel like screaming it or writing it on a sign and carrying it through your day to see if anyone will notice. But most of all you just want God to meet you right where you are in the depths of the struggle. I don’t know what it is that
When You Feel Discouraged
I woke up with the same old voice in my head telling me to stay in bed. I wanted to get up and conquer the day, but it was hard to gather the energy to get anything done. I’ve had my share of discouraging days. And I know you have too. Here’s what I have learned and am learning to do when I don’t feel like I can do anything. It’s good and healing to take a day of rest. It’s okay to let yourself take the time to heal from emotional, spiritual, and physical struggles. Do one thing at
When Life Hurts
Hurt. It’s a fact of life that we learn early. It’s like a skinned knee that never seems to heal because you keep running and falling on it again and again. You could stop running and prop that leg up to let it rest, but life keeps on moving so you keep moving too. With every bend of the knee, you feel it. The scab is almost complete and the itching proves healing is coming, but life. It knocks you down once more and you bust open that healing wound again. Maybe it’s not a skinned knee like you got
Hope in Grief
It’s been a year since the passing of my dad. And I’ll be honest. I’m still grieving. But I’m finding hope in grief. Grief isn’t all tears and sadness. It’s a process of accepting reality and coping with the new that loss brings. And we all handle it differently. The common bond we each hold is the need to grieve our losses. It’s a necessary part of healing and life beyond the loss. I want to let you in on how God is helping me walk through this season. This is a glimpse of what I experienced the other day.
Why I Write My Plans in Pencil
The year was about to change. A new chance to start fresh. A do over. I prepared my heart for big things. I opened my mind to opportunities that felt impossible. Then the day came – January 1. Before midnight hit, unexpected circumstances marched in loud and strong to a beat I never anticipated. There beneath the weight of heartache, I watched the clock cross over into the next day and already on the second day of the year I was behind on my plans. My planner all marked with permanent ink was a mess of undone meetings and unmet