He lies with his head on his mother's lap, crying. He is afraid of the monsters under his bed. Afraid the kids at school will be mean. Afraid he will disappoint mom and dad. Afraid to try anything new. So many fears. Fear is his closest friend. His young mind cannot find the words that… Continue reading Counting Hairs
Be Still and Know that I am God. -Psalm 46:10 Be Still. In the quiet anticipation of the dawn, be still. In the chaos of your busy day full of work, errands and caring for you family, be still. In the middle of your mess, heartache, disappointment, anger - Be Still. In the calm of… Continue reading Be Still
When I was young, I rarely remember a Sunday that did not include Sunday school and Church. I remember being very young singing “Father Abraham” in front of the congregation before the preacher began his sermon. I still remember the name of my Sunday school teacher. She was a very sweet and gentle woman… Continue reading Spiritual Healing
Sutherland Springs’ population is less than 400. Having spent my childhood in a small town similar in size, I can only imagine the effect Sunday’s events are having on the community. There is no such thing as an acquaintance in a little town. You know everyone and their families. If you are not already related, you grow up knowing these people and… Continue reading Grief and Tragedy in a small town.
The thing about emotional healing is that you have to want to be well. The desire to change has to be strong enough to withstand the discomfort of the process. You have to get up every morning and find the courage to fight the same demon that left you exhausted the night before. In an… Continue reading The Plague of Insecurity
“Weeping may stay for the night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.” Psalm 30:5 Grief is overwhelming. It crashes over us like a mighty wave. It knocks us off our feet and can throw us off course if we allow it. The loss of my marriage tossed me into a whirlwind of grief. I couldn’t… Continue reading Joyful Grief
I spent years building my castle on sand. I counted on my relationships to make me feel important and loved and valuable. I pursued degrees and professional success to feel accomplished. I accumulated stuff so that I would feel worthy. But it all came crashing down when the storm hit