“I just need to get away and find some quiet with Him. The noise of the world is clamoring in, making it hard to hear His still small voice—the only voice that makes the real difference. The only voice that brings peace in the midst of the storm.” That was the message I sent to a friend. She meant well. She offered to call, to talk, even to pray. But my heart longed to be still, to be quiet, and to just listen to Him. [more]
There were days, weeks, months even, when I wondered if the darkness would ever lift, if depression would ever become a distant memory. Laughter had become a way of the past, why couldn’t depression? [more]
I look back on my life’s darkest days, the days I walked in the valley of depression and was convinced I had seen a glimpse of hell; the days I cared for my husband and my mother during their cancer journeys; the days as a teenager after losing my father prematurely to a massive fatal heart attack, and I felt isolated, misunderstood, and unaccepted. [more]
Can I let you in on a little secret?
I’m not perfect! And, I already know you aren’t either.
So how about if we both stop trying to live behind the mask and take the pressure off ourselves, and just be real? Wouldn’t that feel better? [more]
They say that knowledge is power. But what about when you don’t know what you don’t know?
Unfortunately, lack of knowledge isn’t a viable excuse. Scripture says, “my people are destroyed from lack of knowledge” (Hosea 4:6). [more]