It hurts when someone we love is hurting, and we hate that we can’t stop their suffering. We love them, and we wish we could simply dust away their pain, collect it in a dustpan, and chuck it out the door. But we were never meant to do that. Even our most faithful prayers may not make the pain disappear. We were not created to be healers. We are meant to be a part of the body. As a fellow part of the body, I am not meant to fix another. I’m not able. I can’t take away that pain, and to believe I can minimizes their suffering.Read More
God has taught me to love the Psalms and rest in them. In weary times when my mind is too tired to focus and my heart is jumbled and distracted, I have found rest in studying the Psalms. I didn’t believe that a study of the Psalms would challenge me like it has and cause such growth. I was a fool to doubt God’s beautiful and inspired Word.Read More
I was among those who wanted a higher self-esteem. I tried to root my confidence in my writing, my horseback riding, my body image, my goodness, and my intelligence. But in my striving, I learned that the pursuit of self-esteem is a tiring and disappointing one. Self-esteem roots you in lies and shades your eyes from the truth—where your true confidence should be.Read More
Worries weigh us down. It makes sense that depression and anxiety often go hand-in-hand; when we are overwhelmed with concerns, fears, and anxieties, it’s difficult to find any reason to be happy or joyful. Instead, we feel burdened by worry, like it’s a heavy weight we drag behind us each day.
Thankfully, joy is not a flippant emotion like happiness, based on circumstance or bubbly feelings. Joy is a choice, based on the most secure foundation we could ever have. Our job is to make that choice to replace our fears with rejoicing.Read More