“Its like no matter what I do, I can’t hear God.” “Well, have you ever considered that maybe you’re so used to God having to yell at you to get your attention that you just haven’t learned to hear Him in the whispers.” A few years back, I was having a whole entire imaginary life... Continue Reading →
One Thread at a Time
The thick, woven rope was tied tightly around my waste. There was another tied around each of my ankles and wrists. The heaviest rope of all was the one tied securely around my neck. Panic consumed me. My only thought was “How do I get free? How do I escape?” I struggled to wiggle out... Continue Reading →
You can’t fix it:Helping someone who is grieving.
I am a fixer. When I see a problem, when I see someone hurting, I have this all-consuming to need to help. I want to give advice. Or buy them food. Or hug them. I just want to fix. It’s a horrible trait and can become quite annoying I know. But those who are close... Continue Reading →