It can be so hard to accept help. Especially, for strong, Christian women who know God is with them. We can do all things through Christ, we don’t need you. Thank you. But friends, there’s a lesson to be learned about the ways of pride. You see, pride is sneaky. It disguises itself as independence, a positive, good thing. Yet, is independence really God’s way?
Regret can be a prison for the mind. “If Only” comes around and goes around and speaks to the places you hurt, where you feel weak, alone, scared and it tells you if only you had chosen differently, maybe things would be better. Maybe if you had made different choices God wouldn’t be so disappointed. Maybe you wouldn’t have hurt so many people. Maybe you would be successful by now. Maybe you would be married. Maybe you wouldn’t feel alone. If only… if only you could erase the past and do it all over again.
Last year was quite an unexpected adventure for me. First, God took me to Hong Kong and I ended up preaching (for the first time and spontaneously) at a church and I was asked to lead worship… with no preparation. Now, that was a walk of faith, for sure. Next, God sent me to Brazil…
I’ve been thinking about faith lately. With all the things happening in the world these days, I am grateful to know Christ. But even more so, I am thankful I can put my faith in Christ! I think about those who don’t have a relationship with God. Outside of Christ, people have faith, hope, and love but their version is shakable, measurable, flimsy, and can be overcome by fear. There is no rest for their souls. Only in Christ do we have this rest and reassurance that all is not lost and God is with us in all things.
Earlier this year, back in March, I was having a serious case of I-don’t-want-to-write-anything. Call it “writer’s block”, but there was something deeper going on in my heart. I was tired of writing my feelings, my thoughts, and my struggles in my life. I was spending hours writing about my day, and for what? I…
It’s been on my heart recently to talk to you girls about your grades. Whether you are in middle school, high school, college I want you to know that your grades do not define you.
I’ve talked to girls who are so stressed about their grades they have trouble sleeping at night. They need that A+…
I am not going to write about modesty. I feel like it’s important to clarify that, in case you thought I was going there because of the title of this post. I’m all for modesty but I’m sure you, like many others, have grown weary of people telling you to dress like a nun because it’ll be fun. However, this post is about the way God wants us to dress. To be honest, it is more important than the clothes we wear.
My friends were all good at something. Adriana could play the viola and piano. Tessa was the best swimmer on her swim team. Hannah could speak French. Sophia was incredibly smart-witted and hilarious. Then there was me. I couldn’t play any instruments, couldn’t sing, I tried to be funny, I spoke American fluently… if that counts, and apparently everyone knew not to ask me to be on their team in P.E.
Then I started going to church.