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The sacred middle

It's been almost a month working through this thing, this month where I realized depression was a real thing and a real problem. This was a month where I had to lean quite heavily on my people for a few weeks. But then... Here's the thing, God put those people around me in the worst… Continue reading The sacred middle

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Changing a mindset

This week has been all about learning to live in the moment, learning to breathe and just focusing on enjoying some of the amazing parts of life. This week has been a blessing, a blessing from which I'm exhausted but a blessing nonetheless. It's been a nice change after the last several weeks. I still… Continue reading Changing a mindset

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Only forward is the battle cry

What if this thing that feels like a curse, a hindrance, is actually a blessing? What if dropping the pretense of perfection actually takes me to the place God has wanted me all along? What if...? It amazes me the number of people who struggle--well adjusted, strong women. These are women I've seen God use… Continue reading Only forward is the battle cry

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You’re brave, beautiful and handpicked

So today I'm trying to spend downtime. While I'm sitting in front of the TV, it isn't on. I'm in two different Bible study groups (well 3 really) and I'm using the time to prepare for the next week. But I'm also trying to rest well. Monday I got the ok from cardiology to attempt… Continue reading You’re brave, beautiful and handpicked

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Has anyone seen hope?

I've been tasked with a...well a task. I have two weeks to come up with my story, or whatever story I'm supposed to tell to my group. To be fair, this was partially my idea, so I have no one to blame but myself. We're reading Remember God by Annie F. Downs. And I kind… Continue reading Has anyone seen hope?

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A call to…something

Tonight I sat (again) on the couch of my person while a mix of exhaustion and the cruelties of this world threatened to overwhelm. And once again she put me back together. She jokes that her house is the hospital. I joke that she should bill me. (I mean at this point she probably should,… Continue reading A call to…something