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Is Fear Threatening to Overwhelm You?

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I was listening to one of my favorite Christian radio shows, and the topic that day was fear. I thought to myself, “I really don’t have a problem with fear,” but I listened anyway. Fast forward about 10 years . . . Now I can tell you about fear.

Why I Decided Not to Leave My Church

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The questions themselves were good, but I realized something was off the day my pastor preached about how we needed to step up as parents, and I left service wrecked with a heavy sense of guilt. You see, I don’t have kids.

When the Going Gets Tough . . . Give Thanks!

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Giving thanks in all circumstances. It seems easier when things are going well and worry seems far. But as I’ve thought about thankfulness more deeply recently, I’ve pondered how we can make sense of this command when life is crashing around us.

I Have Anxiety But I'm Not Alone

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Title: I Have Anxiety But I'm Not Alone Artwork by: Zach Stuef (@stuefcreative) Description: We…

When "I'm Praying For You" Feels Hollow

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Have you ever watched a friend go through something you really can’t help them with? I have a good friend who struggles with a slew of health problems. The best I can do is hug her and tell her that God is in control—whatever comfort that may be. She also struggles with finances. Her family does not have steady income. I have no idea how they pay the medical bills.

What Should Christians Do About the Pain and Suffering in This World?

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I never expected celebrity chef and writer Anthony Bourdain to take his own life. No one did. Few guessed the internal struggles that sapped his zest for living, even while publicly he personified vitality itself. Sad news comes as a shock, even when there is so much of it.

How God Comforted Me in the Midst of Pain

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Nobody told me how hard it was going to be. Nobody told me about the emotional roller-coaster ride I would go on after hearing the words of the emergency room doctor, “Your daughter needs immediate attention at a larger hospital.”

God Is With Me In My Panic Attacks

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It was just like any other Saturday night, and I was hanging out with my friends after the church service.

When God's Promises Don't Mean Very Much

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I was standing at the precipice of a new season, nervously anticipating the last day of my salaried job and the dreaded world of freelancing that awaited me after. It wasn’t a career move that I’d chosen. But the company wasn’t doing well, so I’d been retrenched.