I just want one more biscuit. Have one more drink. Let’s watch one more episode. Just one more snooze before I start my morning devotions. Why is it so hard to stop doing the things we know are not good for us? Biscuits and Netflix are not sinful, but we know that the problem of “just one more” keeps us from fulfilling the will of God with our bodies, time and minds. So why is it so hard to just say “no”?
I cannot remember another time in my life when I was this uncomfortable in my own skin. Yet, I booked a photoshoot which was not the best idea I’ve ever had.
I made a decision that this year would be the year of healing. By the grace of God, I have been examining the true story of who I am and where I belong in His Story which is healing me from the inside out.
What did you see when you looked in the mirror this morning? Dear friend, what if I told you that God never knitted you together to look pretty? Join me on a journey to discover what the purpose of these perfect bodies are that God gave us.
We are constantly finding ourselves in the middle of a process, or a race, whether it is in our pursuit of health, wealth or happiness. Endurance is needed in all aspects life to thrive through the middle of every stage, especially in our battle of faith.
I just want a hug. I want to hug all those who are hurting. By nature, I am a healer, caretaker, fixer, and a helper. Physical touch is not my first love language, but I miss it terribly.
I don’t think there is a single soul that has escaped the far-reaching effects of the pandemic we are currently navigating. Here is how quarantine has schooled me (so far).
There is a much more dangerous disease spreading fast across the world, without much fuss. It spreads through your phone or even just by hearing about someone else who has it. You can give it to yourself when you’re all alone if you’re not careful. This disease can be very dangerous to the mind and to the soul, and eventually destroy your faith.