The room was dimly lit by the moonlight peeking through thin, lace curtains in the bedroom across the hall. This room would have been perfect for a nursery because it had a window situated…
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In 2015 I sat on my pastor’s couch during small group with five other couples in the room. As I tried to put to words the feelings I was experiencing deep in my chest,…
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It has been nearly 11 months since my last suicidal thought. Other than the occasional teenage angst, I had never experienced the mental and soul wrenching turmoil some individuals, including Christians, are consistently inflicted…
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Everyone I know is looking for hope right now. Yearning for a deeper meaning behind this pandemic, isolation, sickness, and these unprecedented moments. Some are reaching for the refrigerator door hoping food will calm…
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Christian Hedonmism Discipleship- Pauls and Timothys Failure Grief Lament Mental Health Repentance
Jesus & Therapy
Written in the story of my faith is a cosmic battle the Father authored before time began by allowing what He hates in order to achieve what He loves. While Christ was breathing His…
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It started off like any other year. Except without birthday cake and candles. The year I was 31 made me out to be What I never imagined I would become. With fear, regret and…
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Empty womb, empty rooms, Empty nest, Empty chest, Empty moments, empty closeness, Empty. All this emptiness I tried to fill. All this emptiness I tried to kill. All this emptiness I tried to will…
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Grief is The house guest that has worn out their welcome. It is The nagging wife who needs your attention and won’t stop until she …
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I dreamed of you last night. Your face so perfectly vivid. Even the scent of you was so real That I mistook my dreams for reality. I’ve been doing that lately. I saw your…
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As my tip toes touch the cold hardwood floors beneath me, I gently push myself back and forth with arms empty in this rocking chair. The songs of this barren woman fill the space…