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Reclaim Peace and Let Go of Christmas Stress

Reclaim Peace and Let Go of Christmas Stress

Festive homes trimmed with gleaming lights and candy cane pathways dot the neighborhood and carols filter through every box store's speaker system. But the brightest of seasons bears an unfortunate burden. Nearly ninety percent of us feel anxious. Overwhelmed. I'd...

An Invitation for the Thirsty Soul

An Invitation for the Thirsty Soul

  The traveler strode across the desert sands; the heat of the sun burning through the thin fabric draped around his body. Ignoring the grit of dirt in his mouth, the Rabbi considered His divine assignment. Ah, yes. The woman. While Samaria was the most direct...

Permission to Participate

Permission to Participate

  I wish I knew my God-sized dreams. I have no idea what they would be and it’s not because I am already living them. I feel useless for God and His kingdom and like I don’t have an impact on other lives. My heart dropped as I read her words. How many of us have...

Permission to Lament

Permission to Lament

Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn. -Romans 12:15     One wedding and two suicides. From celebration to lamentation. From dancing in the sunset to mourning alongside two of my dearest childhood friends as they grieve the senseless...

3 Actions Steps to Take When We Doubt Our Faith

3 Actions Steps to Take When We Doubt Our Faith

If you've ever found yourself doubting God's goodness or wondering if your faith can withstand the hard of your circumstances, then I hope you'll find some encouragement today. I understand, Friend. Just a few years ago, I grappled with my faith. Fought and wrestled...

I don’t wanna (Featuring Author Jill Buteyn–and a Giveaway)

I don’t wanna (Featuring Author Jill Buteyn–and a Giveaway)

My heart is pounding in my chest. It’s a thrumming, I guess. The rhythm that tells me something is wrong. Something (or someone) is anxious. The thin film of moisture coats the sides of my eyes, but I blink and blink, not letting it loose. I don’t wanna. A two year...

Permission to Become You

Permission to Become You

Like an old-fashioned nesting doll, my identity seemed buried somewhere within—a series of selves so well compartmentalized that I was unsure of who I'd become. Even as a young child, I was adept at acknowledging only those feelings and thoughts that I considered good...

 

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