#4 Tip for LIFE: Speak Truth L.I.F.E.: Living Intentionally and Focusing Eternally He squared my shoulders, looked me straight in the eye and with a steady voice spoke the words that finally released me from my agony. “You are not responsible for his salvation.” For months, I had been...
#3 Tip for LIFE: Live Truth L.I.F.E.: Living Intentionally and Focusing Eternally Her words echoed in my head as I tried to hold back my tears. She didn't know I had overheard her speaking disparagingly about me. How could someone be so hurtful? What should I do with this...
#2 Tip for LIFE: Choose Truth L.I.F.E.: Living Intentionally and Focusing Eternally As I walked away from the conversation, I hung my head. Already, my inner critic was loud. The thoughts spun and twirled, weaving a story full of shame and regret. Knowing where the spiral would lead,...
"You're awfully quiet tonight," my friend said from across the table as we waited for our Thursday night Bible study to begin. He was used to me teaching and helping with events like this one—and even as a participant, I’m rarely short on words. But this evening was...
Startled awake by yet another nightmare, my body jolts into alertness. Each night, my subconscious paints vivid images, and my body wrestles as if they are real. My heart races. Sleep feels impossible. I yearn to feel safe. When my flesh feels far from God's promises, I...
Yesterday’s motivation and energy stared back at me from the long list of ideas sitting on my table. I had worked late into the evening the night before. And with each completed task, I added another—writing them down so I wouldn’t forget by morning. But when morning...
I have one cool plant in my yard - a lilac bush planted by a previous owner. Each spring, fragrant pale purple flowers bloom, filling the air with their beautiful scent. I adore this plant. For the past few years, it has faithfully blossomed. I’ve clipped blooms...
Reaching into the sweetener bowl at a coffee shop, I picked up a packet. The slogan on it read, “Always trust in yourself.” I’m not sure why sugar packets are now dispensing pep talks, but I have to disagree with this one. We cannot trust in ourselves. As followers...
The sun reflected off my blonde hair like a beacon, inviting strangers to stare. On the busy Asian street, the locals strained their necks to see me, a foreign teenager with light hair, blue eyes, and fair skin. Many approached cautiously, reaching their hands out, requesting to...