There is darkness in information overload, constant debating turned confrontation and reading the barrage of opinions and rude remarks. We listen, unpack, then regurgitate it back to the masses. All the while, filling our thoughts with worldly nonsense in a brain not capable of holding more. Processing is a function that tires you out. If you don't prioritize your ideas, you will lose ground in mental clarity and stability.
For fear of losing myself, I take time to get in my head and to lift my spirits through the strength of Jesus Christ. On my own, I fail to save myself. I know this, so I fight to reach in and surrender.
I bottle up the internal pain and suffering, only sharing with a few. I wear the mask and behavior of normalcy.
Human nature. It is a description of characteristics on thinking, feeling, and behaving, a phrase, and often an excuse for bad behavior. Today, I am leaning into the excuse part. I have a battered past. Both colorful and very black and white, it defines the road that made me who I am today. By my …
My small voice for His grand Kingdom.
As I sit here, drowning in the addiction cycle that haunts our family, my Savior is my life raft. For the many ways he provides and comforts, you would expect there to be one flaw, but it does not exist.
Self-reliance apart from Christ, is prison to self. We were freed from that long ago.
Forgiveness is not the acceptance of behavior; it’s the release of the emotional impact brought on by the actions of others.
In my pity, I lost sight of Him. The world appeared larger than my God. Eventually, all I could see was the swirling chaos.
I found peace through this challenging phase of life. I'm amazed at the level of peace I achieved. The term 'pressing into Jesus' took on an intentional meaning in my life.