Speak Out Loud
Manage the Heavy with Hope
We have so much information at our fingertips that it is overwhelming. It is hard for me to think this is best for our mental health to have access to all the devastation, all at once, at any given time. It is difficult to stay grounded in Truth when we are bombarded with constant news of destruction, pain, loss, etc.
Light in the Darkness: Dealing with Depression
This morning I sat up and quickly decided to lie back down. Could I do life today? I wrapped myself tightly in the soft covers that always welcome me and closed my eyes hard. I knew what my mind would chant, and I knew I would have the choice to combat it with Scriptures, whether I committed to a day standing upright or not. One eye at a time reopened tentatively. The loud thoughts pressed in around my mind.
Better Together
We gathered together around the table, five times a day. Making it through the grueling re-feeding process in my anorexia recovery would have been impossible without the community of these ladies journeying with me through treatment at the Laureate Hospital in Tulsa. Alone, I was weak and unable to finish what seemed like an impossible task in front of me. Together, through tears, encouragement…
It’s Not Supposed to Be This Way
So many times when we encounter unmet expectations in life, someone we know will offer up a Bible verse or well-known saying to encourage us. However good their intentions are, often times their words of encouragement seem shallow compared to the hurt and pain we are experiencing. Author Lysa TerKeurst understands that all too well.
Letter to 18 Year Old Me
How I See Hope In Someone’s Eyes
3 Disciplines of Hope
It was around this time, seven years ago, that I found myself in the midst of an agonizingly hopeless season. It was the two year anniversary of when my infertility journey began. I remember sitting across a restaurant table from my husband, discussing my thoughts on the new year and grieving the absence of the child we so desperately wanted. But, I shared with him that I had chosen a theme for the new year – the theme of hope. This theme encompassed my hopeful desire to become a mother, along with focusing on Christ as my hope. My struggle throughout this difficult season was when those two hopes would get out of alignment.