I have noticed myself succumbing to patterns of apathy recently. Feeling like I have been walking through life to the hums of this world, letting anxiety affect my personhood and my purpose. I miss witnessing the truth wage war and win against the lies and gloom. I miss feeling the
There are moments in my life when I feel lonely, anxious, and sad. Some seasons, I feel these emotions more than others. I think the whole world has felt these emotions in a heightened way due to the crises our world has gone through, and is still going through. There
In the psychological world, I learned that one’s beliefs and cognitions influence behavior. I have found this theory and sentiment to be very true in my own life. For example, when I believe that I am a burden and that people do not care what I have to say,
As a kid, I remember going to a father-daughter camp with my dad. One of the activities was to climb up a double pamper pole together. If you have never been on one of these, it is a tall wooden pole with metal hooks all the way up to place
Sometimes I can’t help but wonder why God doesn’t answer all prayers the same way. I wonder why I see one prayer answered the same day I prayed it and yet another prayer left unanswered for a long time. I have realized that God’s timetable is not mine. He has
At times, I feel as if there is no hope for a better tomorrow. There is so much that is broken, and there are so many who are hurting. Usually, in these moments, I end up with more questions than answers. In these moments, I feel what it means to
I struggle with perfectionism in my flesh, and this often seeps into my relationships. For the longest time, I thought that I had to be “perfect” to be loved. Along with this belief, I thought that my friendships could be “perfect,” too. I can remember many times when I was
Deuteronomy 30 touched me deeply when I read it. It is a powerful passage in which Moses gave the Israelites final encouragement before he died. They had been wandering for forty years in the wilderness at this point, and I cannot imagine how tired and confused they must have been.
The story of Ruth and Naomi is a treasure. I sometimes do not realize how hard it must have been for both of these women. Naomi lost her two sons and husband, and Ruth lost her husband. For women in that day, this meant that their family name and property
As I sat down to read our passage for today, I knew I should read the whole chapter to get the context of Jesus’s words, but the enemy was distracting me and pulling my desire and attention away from God’s Word. Anything else seemed to be a better use of