I have lived with anxiety every day for as long as I can remember. The times I’ve been the least busy, anxiety consistently surges in my mind, telling me I don’t measure up, I’m not fulfilling my purpose in the Lord; even forcing me to ask myself, “Can you really afford to rest like this?” …
The past few months, I’ve felt without words. I don’t know how to explain it, but every time I would sit down to write, I felt like every thought spinning around my head suddenly vanished. It was pretty frustrating because I didn’t know what was wrong. I’m the girl with usually TOO MUCH to say. …
A staying faith is one that stands the test of time, is strengthened in the storms life brings its way, and clings to what is true. I’ve realized that staying faith, however, will not look the same in every season, or even every day… and that’s okay.
I'm pretty good at making decisions. I don't usually change my mind, or find myself indecisive. I love the security of making a decision which I know is "right". But, life isn't always so black and white, right? That's sort of my life right now. A lot of gray. In actuality, these past couple weeks …
So yeah, I’m tired. But I’m free. I’m getting there, slowly but surely. God does not neglect to finish what He begins. He’s never failed me yet. He has so much more to teach me through this battle with perfectionism. He’s only getting started.
Things sort of got real this month. Pieces were put together. Sin was recognized. What’s new? Also: I’ve written about “Anything” by Jennie Allen like 18 times on here, but I’m going to do it again, and probably more times after this to come. It continues to wreck my life at all points, on a …
A quick side note: God put it on my heart to write a little bit about what He taught me each month of this year. So, you’ll be seeing something like this every month, and hopefully other posts in between 🙂 January. Wow. I’m still in awe of how mightily God moved this month. Briefly, I …
Wow. I almost have no idea where to really start with this. 2017 marks the year where I experienced the most painful heartbreak, confusion, fight for my self-worth, trial after trial, and, worst of all, feeling angry at God because of my circumstances for the first time in my life. Yet simultaneously, 2017 has been …
He is more than enough. He is the only true and safe place in my life... I wouldn't trade it for anything in this world, even if that choice leaves me with nothing except Him. He is the most worthy and the most good.
If I'm being honest here: whenever i hear the term self love, there's always this inevitable stigma that pops in my head; equating self love with selfishness, self centeredness, or an "i love myself much more than i should" mentality. The past couple weeks of my life have been a testament to the fact that …
I’m going to just be outright and say that I am overwhelmed. The uncertainty that lies ahead, the plans not made. My agenda with plenty of boxes left to check. The to-do list running a continuous loop in my head. All the people in my life to keep up with. The people to pour into, …
It (praying anything) demands our plans. Our comforts. Our safety. Our reputations. Our ideal daily lives. But oh, it is worth it. It is more than worth the risk.
A few weeks ago, I was given an opportunity to co-lead and watch over 5 girls at Elevate Summer Camp through The Summit Church. It was life changing. Here’s why. Of course I could go into how the week was challenging and physically exhausting, but that isn’t the point I want to stress here. The …
I like to put my God in a box. It’s comforting. A safe bet. Instinctive, even. But… that eventually catches up to me. It brings disappointment and unmet expectations. Frustration. Entitlement. Discontentment. Honestly, my most difficult struggles in my walk with Jesus have resulted from expecting Him to do something according to my timetable, or …
I feel like I'm wasting time. As a Type A, highly motivated & efficient person, wasting time is one of my biggest pet peeves. I mean, don't even get me started about slow drivers and long lines. The tolerance level is very, very LOW. Of course, those are but temporary situations where my impatience displays …
I am exactly where God wants me.
simply beloved. 