Hope for the Hurting
The reports came fast and furious over the radio and TV news channels. This time has not been an uplifting one for our country with reports of shootings in multiple states, including my home, Dallas, Texas.
The tragedies hit very close to home for me. Not because I lost anyone I loved in these tragedies, but perhaps because I lost a dear friend to cancer in the preceding week. And I put myself in the place of the families who are now grieving the loss of their loved ones. They left home that day expecting there would be another hug, another kiss, another “I love you,” another joke, or another chance to say I’m sorry. And in a senseless tragedy, it never came and it will never come. Their lives are forever changed. [more]read more
As a child, what did you aspire to be? What did you set your sights on?
When adults asked you, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” Did you respond with “a doctor,” or “a teacher,” or “a businessman,” or “a mother,” or something else?
It may sound strange, but I set my sights on being perfect.read more
Dear Dr. B,
I have struggled to get on with my life. Things I’ve done in my past keep me from enjoying the present. It’s so hard to forgive myself because I hate what I did and how I behaved. I feel guilty and undeserving of my life today, which is not at all like my past life. I continue to carry the shame from decades ago and just can’t move on. Can you help?
Unable to Forgive Myself
Two little words were all she sent, but they were all I needed. I knew what they meant.
Our friend, brother in Christ, and beloved prayer warrior was no longer in pain and was now in his heavenly home. But for those of us who loved him dearly, the real pain would begin.
Dear Dr. B,
How can I know the difference between God’s voice, my voice and the enemy’s voice? I know God speaks, I’m just not sure which voice is His.
A Concerned Listener
Your question is one that many Christ-followers have asked at some point in their journey! I’m so glad you asked because the enemy would like you to believe that you can’t hear God’s voice, but the truth is God is speaking all the time—we just have to learn to become more attuned to hearing His voice and discerning the difference between His voice and the enemy’s voice.
There are those memories that are seared into your mind and into your heart forever. Like a wedding day, or the birth of your first child. Maybe your first day of school. Some memories are not so cheery, but equally difficult to forget.
I’ll never forget the day. And I do mean all day. My husband had been diagnosed with a very rare form of abdominal cancer. We had been told to get our affairs in order because he very likely only had a couple of years to live. The prescribed treatment to prolong his life was a very invasive surgery, but even that ran a one in four chance of mortality on the operating table. [more]read more
Dear Dr. B,
Are there simple prayers I can pray for my children? I know I should be praying for them daily, I’m just not sure what I should pray.
Dear Prayerful Parent,
I don’t generally recommend that you pray according to any specific formula per se. However, that being said, I do think that there are several areas of our children’s lives that it is important that as parents, we cover them in prayer.
“You’re not alone…I understand.”
Those are perhaps the two most comforting sentiments we long to hear in the midst of a trial. It was what I needed to hear, but didn’t, when I was in the midst of the valley of depression.
The opposite was what the enemy of my soul whispered in my ear so loudly it was deafening: “You’re all alone. No one else understands. If you tell anyone, they’ll know what’s wrong with you and run the other way.” [more]read more
Dear Dr. B,
I get so easily distracted that it keeps me from being more effective in my personal and professional life. How can I keep my mind from wandering or being distracted by a million things?
Driven to Distraction
Everyone gets distracted from time to time, but it sounds like what you are describing is more than an occasional distractibility. [more]
I looked into her eyes and she stared back at me, yet I hardly recognized her. When had that happened? The years had taken their toll. Her skin was no longer as smooth, and creases were worn deep at the corners of her eyes and lips. She no longer had that youthful glow, but it was okay because she looked back at me with eyes of knowing and wisdom that came only through experience. Her face told the real story: that “after” only comes when there is a “before.” [more]read more
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