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By Rachel G. Scott
Have you ever felt completely alone in a struggle or difficulty? This summer, I found myself in that very place. Tears flowed endlessly as I grappled with a heartbreaking situation involving one of my children. The pain was so intense, I wondered if it would ever subside.
In my desperation, I searched for someone to reach out to, but came up empty-handed. It seemed no one could truly understand this unique heartache…
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The last time I didn’t mind being seen? It hasn’t truly been since elementary school.
Being zany and goofy and the center of attention was not a problem. I was absolutely the kid who didn’t care how she came across. I’d run, yell, make silly faces, dance around, and wear costumes.
There didn’t seem to be much point in reigning myself in. I was safe and secure around the people who cared about me, especially at church. Jesus loved me, this I knew. Why would I want to be anyone other than me?
It took very little to break that spirit...
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By Christy Boulware
The journey of overcoming severe panic and anxiety disorder can feel like a daunting climb, especially when medication plays a key role in helping us through some of the toughest moments. For me, this journey involved taking medication, but it also required a deeper dive into understanding God's purpose and trusting in His plan for my healing. I want to share my story, with the hope of encouraging anyone walking a similar path to rely on God and seek His guidance through every step.
It was a typical Tuesday morning when I took the last half-dose of my antidepressant...
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By Rachael Adams
“Nothing in all creation is hidden from God’s sight” (Hebrews 4:13a NIV).
A friend of mine and I were discussing how we feel hurt and overlooked when others don’t look us in the eyes. The topic of conversation caused Jill to recount a story from her trip to a large city. She recalled walking along a busy street and noticing a homeless man sitting on the sidewalk. Listening to the Holy Spirit’s prompting, Jill intentionally looked the man in the eyes as she passed him...
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I’ll never forget the moment we stepped into our temporary room at the Ronald McDonald House and I knew God was holding me tight. The gold-embossed painting of a vintage ballerina that hung so perfectly over the bed was the soul-deep reminder that actually, He had been there all along.
This wasn’t the first time I met God face to face with a pink tutu. Let me explain...
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By Becky Beresford
My autistic 13-year-old has been fixated on this fact, asking his question on repeat lately. It’s made his younger two brothers ask the same thing as well. What they don’t know is we lost a baby to miscarriage, who very well could be the sister they are missing. Baby’s due date falls on a date no one can forget - September 11th...
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By Meredith Boggs
“God, do you even see me?” was the last thought that ran through my head as I collapsed into bed that night, exhausted from another day of mom-ing, working, and dealing with the current life headaches. We had high hopes for 2024, goals, and plans we were working towards, but instead of progress and checked-off boxes, we were met with unexpected circumstances unraveling plans.
We started the year with a layoff out of left field for my husband. While we were still reeling from that and trying to figure out “what’s next” we were blindsided (literally) one evening on the drive home from our anniversary dinner...
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