Sometimes speaking my mind feels like fruitless attempts to obtain responses I may never get. So in this respect, silence is sometimes the only thing that makes sense. But I was silent for so long that at a certain point... Continue Reading →
I'd seen this habit often, especially in the last few years... Where people have decided to hate or dislike someone based on what they wrote on social media... that they used incorrect terminology whether intentional or not... Or maybe it was based on something that happened in the past... Maybe their opinions differed... Maybe it's the rumors and gossip they've heard from their trustworthy-gossipers...
Recently, I found myself in a position that seemed as though I stood on the edge of nearly not okay. It scared me because I remember those days when I wasn't. Yet, every storm, since Jesus became more than an... Continue Reading →
We are not a world filled with happiness and struggle-free lives. Rather, we are a world that is riddled with struggle, trials, obstacles, traumas, and more often than not we are afraid to share these truths unless we have some form of positivity, motivation, or light at the end of the tunnel to share.
I find myself terrible at remembering names or other details. My memory sort of sucks. But in life, when circumstances arise that feel tough, scary, or hard to handle, a small, still voice whispers things like, "be still... let me fight this battle," (Exodus 14:14) or, "I'll never give you more than you can handle, stand firm, persevere, and have hope..." (1 Corinthians 10:13, 15:58, 16:13, & James 1:2-4).
But there is something about this Love; something that changes in you when you come to truly understand it. This is a Love you can't escape, sabotage, or destroy. You can HATE Him... And He will STILL LOVE you. The moment I realized He's there and He's not going away... I can't avoid it and I cling to Him.
From my point of view, I was treating life like a math problem. I was weighing outcomes that hadn't even presented themselves as possibilities. I was calculating what could be the worst to happen, the best to happen, and everything in between. Oblivious to how tortured I was, I thought I knew everything and I literally knew nothing.
These obsessive thoughts haunt me. Worries of things that haven't even happened yet, fears of the unknown looming. It's that controlling part of me I try to nail to the cross everyday; that part of me that's afraid to hurt... Continue Reading →
No weapon formed against me shall prosper... not even my own.
Rescued Hope 