with God ➳ with Yourself ➳ with Everyone Else ➳
Have you read or heard people telling you that now, with all this extra time, you should be super productive? I don’t know about you, but for me, this “extra” time doesn’t feel all that great. There is also extra stress, extra pressure, extra emotions to navigate; extra anxiety, depression, and effort put forth to
There’s a Christian song by Sarah Reeves that I’ve heard on the radio lately, and it has me thinking. The chorus of the song, Just Want You, starts with these words, “I don’t want it if You’re not in it. I just want You.” As I sing the words, I stop and wonder, is that
When my alarm clock rudely wakes me up in the morning and I’m tired and don’t want to get out of bed—but the alarm clock won’t stop going off every five minutes until I do—it feels like I have no choice but to go to work. I have to. But in reality, nobody is holding
The one thing they don’t teach you in college—ok, they don’t teach you a lot of things, but this is a big one—they don’t teach you how to make friends out in the real world. College, and even high school, are ergonomically designed for you to make friends. They put you in a room with
Love puts you in a vulnerable position. So for those of us who have been hurt, taken advantage of, or wronged by someone we trusted, vulnerability may be particularly hard. Putting yourself in a position where there is a chance you will be hurt again, left again, abandoned again may feel too risky. But there
I told God, “I don’t care anymore.” And He told me I finally understood humble surrender. I’m a planner. I always have been, and it is a trait that has followed me—sometimes causing problems, but always providing me with a sense of stability and safety. But when it comes to my life, and subsequently, my
The other day at work, I got extremely irritated with a co-worker. And I was getting myself all fired up, ready to go to another co-worker and vent my irritations. But for whatever reason, before I did that, I decided to open my Bible app and read the verse of the day. This is what
I wanted to talk to my mom. I wanted her advice. I wanted to talk to her about the things on my mind. I wanted her to tell me how amazing she thinks I am, and shrug her off like she’s only saying that because she’s my mom, but deep down feel encouraged by her
None of these will be as easy as they sound if you’re truly struggling with your mental wellbeing. Trust me, I know because that’s me sometimes. Like yesterday. And this morning as I write this. But knowing the struggle, and being determined to not allow it to overtake me, is what inspired me to write
I wasn’t planning on being on the phone with him for over thirty minutes. In fact, all I really needed was a three word answer—“read and agreed”—letting me know I could use his story for an email I was sending out for work. But after a few minutes of talking, I realized this call was
