In anxiety, we fight. And we win.
I set out for my hideaway today. It is a place I fell in love with back in 2009. It has since grown to hundreds more acres, but holds the same meaning for me. The Wild Animal Sanctuary (TWAS) is a retirement home for captive carnivores. These animals should never have been a pet or …
Surrender is healing; in ways we often never expect.
Today, I admitted something out loud-I am exhausted. The tug on my heart is more than I can bear. To withstand more of the same is beyond my ability.
I noticed this week that I am losing focus quickly, am incredibly fatigued, and lost. If I don't write it down, I forget. All of these are my warnings blinking brightly.
Our hours are precious, and we can't allow the world and its problems to imprison us.
A brilliant man helped me understand the importance of looking back recently. It is when we see God's deliverance from our painful past, we can embrace him in our present.
he Bible spoke love, but I heard shame. I carried the secrets of my past as weights chained around my neck. Some days I was physically ill by the sinful nature I chose.
I no longer embrace change like I used to. A confession I wish I never had to make.
My mind is like the final seconds of a washing machine spin cycle. It's tumbling, and taking forever to come to a complete stop. I'm staring, waiting patiently for the lid to unlock and the buzzer to sound.