A boat doesn’t sink because of the stormy waters around it, but because of the water that gets inside. It’s not about what’s around you. It’s about what’s within you.
Over the past month, I’ve had a lot of emotions trying to take root in my heart. Hurt. Anger. Bitterness. Frustration. Sadness. All of those emotions began fueling what felt like a hurricane in my soul. A raging storm that wanted to drown me in hopelessness. But a few months ago, the Lord asked me to draw a line in the sand and refuse to ever call any situation, person, or relationship hopeless when speaking to the God of Hope.
So, instead of giving in to the storm, I began feeding my peace.
Continue reading “Peace. Be Still.” →
How do you dress for a spiritual battle? By putting on the armor of God. Let’s look at the clothes Paul laid out for us in Ephesians 6:
1: Belt of Truth
Our ability to use any of our other pieces of armor depends on our belt. That’s where we attach our shield and hang our sword. It’s what keeps our breastplates from flapping in the wind. Our armor literally comes apart, piece by piece, if we don’t have the belt around our waist, which means it’s essential. When we are firmly established in the truth of the Gospel, we can be assured that all the other pieces of our equipment are going to stay in place, allowing us to fight confidently in battle. If we are armed with truth, then we can withstand the father of lies.
Continue reading “Putting On the Armor of God” →
You know who might not be the best candidate for spreading the Good News? Someone who is perpetually expecting bad news. I’ve been there. I prefer to call myself a realist, but the truth is that I am often cynical, expecting the worst from people and situations. I let my past hurts and disappointments color the way I see the things around me.
Most recently, as I prepared for the end of my maternity leave, I found myself stressing out over all of the unknowns and coming to the worst possible conclusions: We aren’t going to be able to find a good daycare. He’s not going to take his bottle. There’s no way we are going to pay off all of these medical bills.
A few days ago, while I was in the middle of one of my pessimistic breakdowns, God revealed something to me:
Pessimism is viewing the world through our own scars instead of His scars. Continue reading “The Pessimistic Christian” →
For as long as I can remember, I have always been a worrier. The constant worrying kept me up all night in grade school and gave me anxiety attacks in high school. I worried about school, boys, my grades, my salvation, my family, my friends, my weight… you name it, I probably worried about it.
A few years ago, though, while I was reading in Exodus, God gave me a revelation about worry that changed my life. Continue reading “From a Worrier to a Warrior” →