I close my computer. I know it is time to sleep, my slightly queasy stomach and the clock tell me so but those are my only indication. The rest of me is screaming out to stay awake. I lay down, close my eyes, will them to stay still. I push my body into the mattress, trying to make it heavy, still, but my muscles twitch and my leg is restless. My husband, on a late night holiday binge, reaches over and absentmindedly starts to stroke my hair. It’s a secondary reaction for him, a knowing that I need help calming.
Read MoreForgotten. Unloved. Unheard.
These are some of the labels I’ve had. Sometimes I’ve put them there. Sometimes I feel like others have put them on me. Circumstances have arisen that cause me to believe I am forgotten. People have abandoned me, or acted unloving towards me. I have gone through seasons where I feel unheard.
Maybe you feel the same way today? That you are forgotten, unloved, unheard?
Read MoreStorms of life will always come. Sometimes it’s more like a light rain. Some days it’s dark and cloudy and the wind is picking up. And some days it’s like the storm has turned into a tidal wave and it’s about to crash down on you. And you’re afraid this is the end. This is the storm that will overwhelm you. You are about to drown. And you’re standing there, looking at this tidal wave, and you ask God, what now?
This is a first in a series of three videos on the Psalms exploring the theme of remembering what we know in difficult times.
Read MoreMy world was full of sunshine that day. Maybe not the kind of day with no clouds in the sky, but full of sunshine none the less.
But when I woke up, it was night.
It all started when we were alone in the car. Don’t all great conversations with teenage sons begin that way?
“Mom, I noticed you haven’t blogged lately. Are you going to keep writing?”
Read MoreOn Sunday my mind starting going off the rails. It decides to do this once in a while. I have not found a pattern, or reasons, other than the obvious reason that I have Bipolar, I guess.
Read MoreToday started off with a litany. And not a positive one either. This is the list I started making in my head.
Read MoreIt was my privilege to chat with Heather Lobe for her Freedom Stories series. We talked about the intersection of faith and mental illness and finding freedom in the truths of God’s Word. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.
Read MoreI’m ending this year at one of my favourite places on earth. My parents cottage. It’s cold and dark and dreary but still beautiful.
Read MoreThis week in our choir we sang an upbeat version of the song, I Will Arise and Go To Jesus. During one of the practices we were laughing and cracking jokes over this line - Let not conscience make you linger, nor of fitness fondly dream.
Read MoreI am broken.
The storm is blowing fierce. The waves are gathering high and crashing low. I have been fearful and afraid. The waves are tossing me about and are dashing me on the stones.
Read MorePaul said he was, “As sorrowful, yet alway rejoicing”.
Sorrow, grief, sadness, depression, struggle, these are not words we like to make part of our every day vocabulary. We don’t like to use them to update our status, talk about them on our Instagram stories, drop them casually in conversation when someone at church asks us how we are.
Read MoreCount it all joy.
We see it on tshirts, and bags, and websites. We say it to each other. We study it in ladies Bible study. But what does it really mean?
Read MoreIf you grew up in a Christian home, you might have spent hours memorizing this verse as a child. I tried so hard to get to where I could say each one of those things in order - true, honest, just, pure… and it became one of those verses that I just chanted instead of dwelt on.
Read MoreI’m a fixer. And a doer. And sometimes I feel like I need to do all the things. That’s a lie. I always feel like I need to do all the things. And I have some hard things in my life. So when I was making this list of truths I needed to remind myself of, I put down, I can do all things through Christ.
Read MoreLately I’ve been tracking some of my thoughts and emotions, doing some journaling, just thinking about what I’m thinking about. It wasn’t long before I realized that one of the main lies I believe is that I am alone. I think about it way more than I thought I did.
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