The Bible teaches us to give; to put others before ourselves and be generous with what we have.
There are moments where I feel left behind, somehow overlooked, like everyone else got the memo about the weather and I'm stood frozen in a t-shirt.
Because May is Mental Health Awareness month, let's continue to dismantle that stigma and talk about some (hopefully) helpful things you can do for the people in your life with mental illnesses
It's spring time, and do you know what that means? It's running season! At least that's what I tell myself, seemingly, every spring...
When I think about my story, it looks like a puzzle that is not quite finished.
Biblical hospitality blows this cookie-cutter Martha Stewart hospitality out of the water. It’s messy, hard and sacrificial.
I remember, just a few weeks ago, I was on my evening commute observing the fires around me on each side. I whispered with a smile, “It’s all going to be green soon.”
Do you ever feel like life is one big balancing act? Your finances, job and studies in one hand, your relationships, dreams and plans in the other?
I’m offering up some words of advice for the 2017 you. Those of you who are in her shoes right now with so much ahead of you and so much on your shoulders.
Over the past few months, my one-dimensional view of forgiveness has shattered. I’ve realized that there’s been a whole other component to biblical forgiveness that I had been completely ignoring: Self-forgiveness.
Let's talk about fear for a minute. But, not in the way we usually talk about it, by listing things and situations that make us scared. Let's talk about fear's character.
She ended with the words that I'll never forget: "You're a good writer. You're a very good writer." My whole world changed that day.
I truly believe God is using self care in this season to show me how to respect my mind and body, and comprehensively take care of my health. Here are my go-to activities.
I don’t think you did it on purpose, made me hate my body, but you did. I’m not mad. I’m just realizing the damage.
I don't have advice (and wouldn't want it even if I did), but I just know this: you aren't alone. None of us are.
I wish that you would look up from the mire where you are living, remember that your name is beloved, and come home.
There are seasons and chapters of life that beg for a bow. Seasons that are messy and complicated but still waiting for a nice accessory on top to feel fully and peacefully pulled together.
Maybe it’s time we had a spring clean of our lives, not just our homes…
It's almost like for one hour a week, these seats allow me to literally move forward in my world instead of sideways.