Tag: depression

  • When All Else Fails… Pray First

    Christians in general don\’t pray enough- at least we don\’t pray WHEN we should. I\’ve come to the realization that the vast majority of us are just not very timely \’pray-ers\’. Sure, we\’re great at bringing God the big stuff- we\’re okay at bringing God the little stuff, but I\’m not sure how effective we…

  • Be Still!

    Stop struggling. Be still. Quit wrestling. Be still. Do not panic. Be still. Cease looking for answers. Be still. Calm your mind. Be still. Quit trying to figure it all out. Be still. I got this. I have you. I am Sovereign…. El Elyon. Be still. Rest. Come take shelter. Find peace… Jehovah-Shalom. Be still.…

  • The God Who Weeps

    For so many of us worry, anxiety, sorrow, and pain permeates our lives. If this discomfort does not push against us daily it still can filter through to even the most protected of hearts during times of stress, fatigue, sickness, and mourning. We are fragile. Our emotions and hearts are prone to breaking. And too…

  • Sometimes Looking Down is the Best Way to Look Up

    One of my favorite things to do with my little ones is to play \”I Spy\”. Whether it be the books or just driving down the highway, it is by far one of our favorite family activities. As my children get older, they put more time and energy into finding \”the hard ones\”. More often…

  • For When You\’re Stuck

    We returned recently from full-time, front-line mission work at Camp Barnabas and though it was an incredible summer I’ve been feeling stuck. Actually run over and then left to dry… in the rain… might be a better description. I’m just spent. Spent and stuck. Stuck and spent. Feeling like there’s nothing else to give and…

  • That Beautiful Space Between

    Over the years the Father has brought more ladies into our little group. Women once alone, alienated, isolated, abused, broken, sinful… you name it… women set apart, pulled apart, living apart.

  • For Those Who Ache

    For Those Who Ache I imagine you feel like damaged goods. Like what little was there to start with is now irrevocably tarnished. So much so that you\’re not worthy of love or any goodness in life. People have started treating you differently- like your pain and wounds are just too much… too ugly… to…

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