Mackenzie King

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Getting Ill Showed Me God’s Grace

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Dread gripped my heart when my Covid test returned positive. As I frantically did what I could to look after myself, God used that downtime to upend a few fears in me and showed me how much He cared for me.
A woman is entering the church

Why I Started Going Back to Church

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“I just want to feel safe in a church environment again,” I said as a stranger beside me (who is now a good friend) squeezed my fingers. And to my horror, tears started leaking down my face. 
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What I Have Learned About Friendships From Church

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My friends once lamented to me how hard it was to form new friendships once we hit a certain age. Having spent a large part of my life moving towns and countries, I know too well the pain of having to start all over again and make new friends.
Lady dreaming of relationship - why do I want a significant other

Why Do I Want a Significant Other?

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I was four years old when I told my mum that I’d like to get married when I’m older. “Because,” I told my mum excitedly, “I’d like to wear a white dress—just like Cinderella!”. I’m now in my 30s, and I'm still single.
Exhausted asian girl with head on the keyboard

3 Reminders When You’re Stuck in a Dead-End Job

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I’ve only spent 10 years in the workforce, but I’ve already had a few dead-end jobs. Of course, they didn’t start off that way, but the excitement I felt would gradually fizzle off once I got the hang of my job, leading me to feel like I was caught in a dead-end.
Illustration of a man walking away from his relationship

When God Didn’t Answer My Prayer for a Relationship

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I sat on the couch as tears dripped down my face. I had willed myself not to cry, but I felt as if a small tiny knife had lodged in my heart, and each breath drawn only served to push the metaphorical knife further into my heart. I replayed the text message in my head: “It’s someone I have started seeing, but nothing official at the moment.”
Coming to Grips That My Mental Health Wasn't Okay

Coming to Grips That My Mental Health Wasn’t Okay

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Growing up in a Christian household, mental health wasn’t something that was talked about at all. Sure, we would go to the doctor if we were physically sick, but when it came to the mental side of things, well, why would one need to see a psychologist if we had God with us? 
Illustration of a couple sharing a meal

When My Hopes for a Relationship Was Dashed

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For a good half year, I had been trading messages with someone I had just gotten to know. Wisdom gleaned from dating sites and friends had me convinced that he was interested in me—otherwise, why would he be messaging me every day? Surely, there had to be  an interest of some sort involved, right? “He might ask me out any day now,” I thought. Sadly, I was so wrong.