Tag: Faith
Understanding Young Life’s Impact on Teens
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At 6 pm, they started rolling in. “Thanks for having us!” “Can we help you in any way?” They had smiles, conversations filled the room, and laughter rang out as they joined their friends and surrounded our bar. They wear loose jeans, loose tees, gazelle Adidas, clogged Birkenstocks, Lulu Lemons,…
Why I Ask my Child for Forgiveness
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As a mom, I mess up. The best parenting advice I have ever received is, “You will mess up; you are not perfect, but making sure to repair is the most important part.” I like things to be controlled. With kids, I’ve learned that rarely are things in control. I…
To the Hopeful Mama on Mother’s Day
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To the hopeful mama: You are loved. Through your heartbreak. Through your confusion. Through your anger. Despite those feelings, you are loved. To the hopeful mama: Your identity is not in how many kids you don’t have. It’s in Jesus. It’s in your integrity. It’s in your love for others.…
Dear Anxiety: How You Cause Shame
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There is a lot of shame in anxiety. Shame that keeps us from talking to people about our struggles. A shame that keeps us walled up and locked up. There is also a lot of pride in anxiety. The thought of “I can handle this” so you don’t ask for…
What I Learned in 2023
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This yearly tradition allows me to reflect, look forward, see growth, be thankful, and know what I need to continue learning. 2023 was a year of waiting again, and in that waiting, a considerable change followed a lot of uncertainty in our adoption plans. We found out that our previous…
Dear Anxiety: How You Make me Borrow Troubles
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Dear Anxiety, I’m done borrowing trouble and worry from tomorrow, the next day, the next week, the next month, and the next year. I’m done. Well, I really want to be. Yet, I’m in this cycle of dwelling on what ifs. This week I had two women tell me to…
How Our Hands Tell Part of Our Story
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I have always loved hands because they tell so much. Different Hands, Different Stories You know if someone is a construction worker by looking at their hands. Their hands show all the labor they have done with healing wounds from pulled splinters or cuts from a tool. They are muscular…
Dear Anxiety: How Striving Keeps Me Stuck
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Dear Anxiety, Striving keeps me stuck. Stuck in darkness. Stuck in habits. Stuck believing lies about God. Lately, I’ve been realizing what it means to live in God’s love. I have been so stuck striving for a relationship with God forgetting that the Holy Spirit resides in me and He…
Dear Anxiety: How I’m Hearing the Truth Over the Lies
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Dear Anxiety, The lies are becoming too loud. It’s easier to believe the lie over the truth. I am learning a lot about the Holy Spirit through this journey of anxiety. A verse that I have always read to combat anxiety is Philippians 4:6-7 which says ” Do not be…
Dear Anxiety: How I’m Walking Through Anxiety
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This is steering away from what I usually blog about and getting more personal. Writing helps me organize my thought paths and get things out. It also allows me not to feel ashamed of my thoughts or feelings. So welcome. Here are some of my innermost thoughts: Dear Anxiety, I…