It has been several years since I first encountered this concept while reading Waking The Dead by John Eldredge. It was one of those “ah ha” moments for me. I had been treating my heart like an enemy, as something from which I most definitely needed to guard myself diligently so as not to feel … More My heart is not my enemy
FAILURE … I felt like it was branded across my forehead. Could anyone else see? As I’ve mentioned, I was diagnosed in 1998 with Fibromyalgia (FMS). That was pretty rough. This actually felt worse. I had spent 10 years working to overcome this beast. And here I was – back where I started unable to … More My thorn
Have you ever had a month of Sundays? I have. Of course, I didn’t call it that when it started, my anger and bitterness wouldn’t let me. It was medical leave that had me totally at odds with myself. Relief that I didn’t “have to” keep going; fear of what the future held. But I … More Month of Sundays
Sometimes being honest with yourself is a pretty scary thing. When you take off all the masks you wear; when you stop trying to perform to be loved; when you quit defining yourself by what you do and just ask yourself the question “who am I” – do you want to know the answer? That’s … More Reality check
So am I crazy or do I really have something worth sharing? I hope it’s the latter for both our sakes. How can hope be unconditional? Because hope is a choice. A choice to believe that God is who He says He is: The Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in … More Unconditional hope
