Be the Lighthouse

So, in the last few years I have started really listening in to see if the Lord had a word for me. It’s something I have admired one of my friends for doing for many years. She and the Lord meet in a sweet and sacred space, and He bestows the most beautiful, timely, and…

The Thing About Should

The thing about depression and anxiety in the midst of a seemingly “good” season, when all is “right” in the world, is drowning in the “shoulds”. “I should be happy right now.” “I should be content in all things.” “I shouldn’t let this bother me so much.” “I should be able to get over this.”…

An Uncomfortable Truth

Lately, I have been dealing with the waves of approval seeking and today something came flooding out when journaling and I felt the need to share. I pray that in sharing my uncomfortable struggles and bondage, it might set someone else free. “Father, I see myself striving towards approval again. I don’t know how to…

And Also

“For thus says the One who is high and lifted up,    who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy:“I dwell in the high and holy place,    and also with him who is of a contrite and lowly spirit,to revive the spirit of the lowly,    and to revive the heart of the contrite.” Isaiah 57:15 ESV It is a beautiful, slightly stormy morning…

Meet My Ex Best Friend, Anxiety

Please allow me to introduce you to my ex best friend. Her name is Anxiety. I say her, because she takes on a myriad of forms and tries to make me think that I am her and she is me. She tried to become my identity. But she’s not. She is anxiety and I am…

Life Lessons Learned From the Treadmill

I have said before that I like to think myself a runner. Most of my steps logged were taken on treadmills. Since I spend most of my miles here, staring at the same walls, I have much time to think about anything and probably everything. Over the last few years I have come to realize…

Getting Off of the Treadmill

I am a runner. Well, I like to think that I am a runner. I love to do what I call running, on a treadmill. Running on the street is not my cup of tea. I have tried it, time and time again, and each time, I am quite certain that I am going to…

Thirsty

I wanted to share a journal entry that washed over me a couple of days ago. My heart aches deeply for our thirsty earth and the parched souls searching desperately for something to satisfy the arid places within. Father, We have never been more thirsty for Your living water! We are searching for it in…