There’s an invincible summer that lives within you–and it has a name.
In this quiet season, there is a small voice whispering.
104 things I want to tell you about my year of covid but probably never will
Philippians 4:13 isn’t just for football players and actors. It’s also for the impossible everyday.
It’s tough to feel anything but dried up these days. Poetry helps. So does reading the Word. (One more than the other.)
Even as I kid, I desperately felt like I’m running out of time, never able to do or be enough. But God can use even that curse to make something beautiful.
CHECK IN: What’s your self-talk like these days? I bet it’s way worse than usual. Mine sure is. Here’s just a sample of the names I’ve called myself in the past couple days. LoserFailureLazyBullySelfishHoarderUnfit parent I’ve also repeatedly “reassured” myself with thoughts like, “It’s okay that your body isn’t young anymore. You were never pretty …
You ever get triggered on someone else’s behalf? That’s me writing about fasting. I suffered with disordered eating for 20 years. It wasn’t until coming to Christ that I saw any lasting recovery, and while there’s still a ways to go, I’m grateful that God has healed my particular brand of crazy to the point …