I recently had a heart procedure. It’s one that had been brought up off and on for 20 years. But the risk never outweighed the benefit in my mind. It wasn’t bad enough to let someone play with my heart…until it was. I had a condition called SVT…supraventricular tachycardia. (In faith I’m using past tense… Continue reading I’m powerless…but He’s not.
Tag: mental health
It’s good enough
I know. Two blogs in one weekend. Watch out. I had coffee with a friend recently and she truth bombed me. It was just a basic question, but it exposed a piece of me that I don’t love. I denied it at first. Then after mulling it over for another day I had to be… Continue reading It’s good enough
Terminal self-sufficiency
I hate weakness. I remember as a kid, my grandpa called me “sissy” one time. Thinking back, he one hundred percent meant it as “sister” in definition, but I remember being so mad at him. “I am NOT a sissy!” I yelled and then refused to talk to him for an extended period of time.… Continue reading Terminal self-sufficiency
Fight it out
I’m pretty sure I’ve used this picture before. I found it in my Facebook memories. But I feel like it fits where I find myself again, fighting for faith. Don’t hear that wrong. I still have faith deep down but there are things to wrestle out. Truthfully, I think I’m still wrestling out things that… Continue reading Fight it out
Weakness and peace
I’ve been reading and studying through a Bible study on Anxiety and as I watched the companion video on Moses, this quote hit me because it feels so opposite of what the world would say but also because it feels so much like what He’s been trying to teach me. I don’t love weakness. I… Continue reading Weakness and peace
Gut punches and all the things
Well…hi. It’s been a minute. It’s funny. This blog started after a trip to the bottom of a pit and yet sometimes that’s where I run out of words. I hate to blame C…(you know) on everything but it’s been hard. Watching the career you love become so hard. Watching people die. Loving people who… Continue reading Gut punches and all the things
Hold my hope
The last year and a half have been hard, brutal even. That’s not a news flash. We’ve all been affected in some way. We’ve all been changed in some way. Last weekend I felt challenged to find my fight again. To fight for me again. And this week I’ve been mulling that over in my… Continue reading Hold my hope
All the giants
This morning as I sat in church listening to the first of a sermon series on facing your giants, the irony wasn’t lost on me. Exactly 3 years ago this journey started. Exactly 3 years ago today was probably the most pivotal moment of my adult life. Not too long after this blog was born… Continue reading All the giants
The story isn’t over ;
So I’ve been thinking about this post for a while. That’s probably why it’s been quiet here. That and pandemic. Hello. It’s been a lot. The world feels chaotic and unstable and all things. Whether or not I actually publish this is yet to be seen. I mean basically if you’re reading this I decided… Continue reading The story isn’t over ;
Pandemic Confessions of an introvert non-hugger
Y’all. If you don’t know me in real life, I’m a non-hugger. It’s ridiculous enough that people make fun of me. They make it their personal mission to try to hug me sometimes. I’ve also always been an introvert at the core. And while I do have extroverted tendencies around people I am comfortable with,… Continue reading Pandemic Confessions of an introvert non-hugger
This Season.... 