This is a little something different. As I was reading and meditating on this passage, I found I had things to say about it. So here’s a devotional, as it were. (If you’re interested in more posts of this type in addition to the regular programming, let me know. ) “I will both lie down… Continue reading Unforced rhythms
Tag: anxiety
Dear brain…I hate you
I am not 100% that I’m going to publish this post. But, if you haven’t figured out yet that I’m a verbal processor, welcome. You must be new. This is one of the ways I process, and I am processing a lot right now. I went back and looked at my last blog post for… Continue reading Dear brain…I hate you
I’m important too
I still go to therapy. If you're surprised by this, you must be new here, so welcome. But yes, I go to therapy. What I used to be so ardently against, for myself, I now have come to look forward too. It's like a mental health accountability partner. And I need all the accountability partners… Continue reading I’m important too
Because of His Goodness…
This last week I was away from all the social media. It was hard, yet it was so good. Am I eager to do it again? No. But I feel like it's needed to step away for a while. I had to delete all my apps because I know me and sure enough early on… Continue reading Because of His Goodness…
Fighting for joy
I heard the phrase "fight for joy" recently and it struck me how ironic and yet how true the phrase is. Sometimes it's a literal fight, a struggle, a war to just find joy. I feel like that phrase sums up where I'm at right now. In a season supposed to be filled with joy… Continue reading Fighting for joy
It’s not about the past
Yesterday I was looking at the story of Rahab. It's found in Joshua 2. She protects the spies and in return she and her family are spared. It's a good Old Testament story. But here's the thing about Rahab. Almost every time she's mentioned in the Bible, Old or New Testament, she's called "Rahab, the… Continue reading It’s not about the past
Hope in the broken parts
Well it's been a minute...or several weeks. To be honest, they've been trying weeks and existing was enough work. I got sick, had to take steroids (anxiety brain on steroids is bad), and then just had a very challenge week after that (as did everyone around me). But here I am today, not really sure… Continue reading Hope in the broken parts
Honoring yourself
Today is a better day, mentally. I woke up reminded that a year ago I bought my house and all the grateful feelings for the way that God provided for me in the silly, inconsequential things as well as the important things. This day will always be a day of gratitude because we survive and… Continue reading Honoring yourself
Just love and be loved
If you follow me on social media you know, if not let me fill you in. I spent about 6 days substitute parenting. My friend, one of my people, is an amazing foster mom to a wild and crazy, loveable two year old. (Girl, bless!). When she went to her brother's wedding, I got the… Continue reading Just love and be loved
We don’t have to be ashamed
So I was thinking about shame. I know. I know. It's a weird topic to think about. But really this is how it started. I was thinking about why we don't talk about things that we struggle with. I mean really. If you break your arm, you have to talk about it because it poses… Continue reading We don’t have to be ashamed
This Season.... 