I have had to power through some melancholy this week, which is nothing new. I have learned that my depression is fed by a self-focused state of mind. I was focused on me, again. In the midst of feeling down, I suddenly caught myself singing a Twila Paris song, “I will delight my heart in... Continue Reading →
Trying to keep a right attitude in these uncertain times is a challenge. I am sure I am not the only one battling anxiety, these days. Being a Christian isn’t about being optimistic or pessimistic, it is about living with hope. Christians live with hope, not because we think everything will always be rosy, but... Continue Reading →
It is time for me to admit the truth: I don’t like the “Holiday Season.” While most of America engages in traditions of greed and gluttony, I just want to be able to do what I enjoy. But, it feels like the world won’t leave me alone. Each year, I try to have a better... Continue Reading →
Not long after completing last week’s blog, I purchased Chris Tomlin’s album Holy Roar, to entertain me while driving to visit my parents. It wasn’t long before a new song was ringing in my head: Satisfied. It was another reminder that I have all I need in Jesus. Later on in the weekend, I began... Continue Reading →
I didn’t used to consider myself to be an ambitious person. I never had high aspirations for career achievement or wealth. But I realize that a change has occurred, and ambition has crept up on me. This is likely a result of improved mental and spiritual health. I now have a desire to do and... Continue Reading →
The whirlwind of life has stuck it’s finger down into my brain and swirled up my mind. This week, I have been full of excitement and nervous energy, and I can hardly think straight. It is difficult to focus on my Bible reading or to keep my train of thought when praying. At work, the... Continue Reading →
I always have a song playing in my head, and more often than not, it is also coming out of my mouth. If you spent time around me, eventually you would catch me singing country songs. Some of my favorites are by the artist Miranda Lambert, and I often find myself singing “Gunpowder & Lead”... Continue Reading →
I was barely eighteen when a man told me that I was the kind of woman who a man would work seven years for, and then another seven years, like Jacob did for Rachel. It was flattering, and at that young age, I wasn’t too bothered that it was followed by a but. It is... Continue Reading →
My mind has been flooded, this week, with non sequitur thoughts and incomplete ideas. It is not often that when Saturday morning arrives, I am still contemplating the theme of the week’s blog. This morning, I got myself up a little earlier than usual for a Saturday, so that I could beat the rush to... Continue Reading →
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