There are a lot of times when I question and doubt whether or not I have heard from God. But then there are also times when I feel certain. Every once in a while, God speaks to my heart in just such a way that I can’t deny the divine nature of the message.
This post is not about regrets—because seriously, I don’t really feel like I have any. But I do think it’s healthy to reflect on what you could have differently because it can help you prepare for a better future.
One of the foremost causes of anxiety in my life right now is feelings of guilt. I have never really learned how to properly process guilt and deal with it in a healthy way. This creates a lot of problems for me, considering the fact that I struggle so much with moral perfectionism and scrupulosity … Continue reading 5 Steps to Escaping the Trap of Guilty Anxiety
Yesterday was a gorgeous day. When I left work shortly after 5:00 p.m., the sun was still shining and it truly felt like spring. It was one of those days that just called me outdoors. In fact, when I arrived at home, I didn’t even go into the house. I parked the van in the … Continue reading Sunset Revelations: When Obsession Meets Optimism
“Our greatest fear should not be of failure, but of succeeding at things in life that don’t really matter.” – D.L. Moody I came across a documentary this morning called “In Light of Eternity.” The film chronicles the travels of Francis and Lisa Chan to East Africa, where they partnered with an organization that is … Continue reading Striving for Success, Searching for Significance
“Those who have a strong sense of love and belonging have the courage to be imperfect.” – Brené Brown I came across this quote on twitter this morning (tweeted by @theparentcue), and it deeply resonated with me. Just last night I was talking to a close friend about how insecurity connects all of our fears … Continue reading Foundations: Finding the Courage to be Imperfect
We all have those embarrassing childhood memories that forever stick in our minds and never really go away. Sure we can laugh about them now, but somewhere, deep inside, there is this small part of us that remembers the emotion we felt in that moment when humiliation struck. Like that time in grade 3 when … Continue reading Of Doves and Donkeys
