How quickly I forget my true identity of who I am in Christ.
This morning I woke up and had this overwhelming sense of unworthiness. I wondered if all this writing business I’m attempting really encourages anyone. And I know I’m not alone in this sort of personal value intake.
Husband and I have talked about this before. He too has gone through phases where he feels like his job is...
Marriage, Struggling Faith
Sometimes I get so angry with my husband that I can’t even begin to explain what that anger feels like.
I get incredibly frustrated. Like I just want to pull my hair out. Literally. Anything to take my mind off how angry I am.
Sometimes I play these scenes over and over in my head. Husband comes home from work. I yell at him. He sort of yells and responds, we hug and forgive and then...
Motherhood, Struggling Faith
“Give me your heart, give me your song, sing it will all your might
Come to the Fountain and you can be satisfied.
There is a peace. There is a love you can get lost inside.
Come to the Fountain and let me hear you testify.”
Motherhood is a gift that easily gets tainted. I know I am my own worst enemy most times. So much anxiety and...
Coffee is gurgling from the corner of my kitchen. I need this cup this morning. Time has slipped through my grasp and I need to stop and breathe today. An overwhelming sigh escapes me. Coffee, Bible and journal in hand, I sit at my kitchen table that has seen many of my tears and fears on numerous ragged, dark early mornings.
As I open my journal, I am guilted by the gap in the dates marked...