Sit With the Broken

Sit With the Broken

Both professionally in my private practice as a neuropsychologist, but also personally, if I’ve heard it once, I’ve heard it 100 times: “I didn’t know what to say, so I didn’t say anything.” People come to me when they are broken and hurting, in need of help, in need of answers. They aren’t sure if their child has attention deficit hyperactivity disorder, a learning disability, or autism.

Ask Dr B: How Do I Know My Calling?

Ask Dr B: How Do I Know My Calling?

Dear Dr B,

I’m struggling with my calling. I just don’t feel good at anything. When I look around it seems like all my friends and coworkers know what God has called them to do and they are walking confidently in that calling. I just want God to show me if I have any gifts or talents He can use. How do I know what my calling is? [more]

He Sees You

He Sees You

The early morning temperatures were frigid, enough to make me want to stay in bed. Yet I knew if there was anywhere I might sense His presence, where He might see me, it would be in His house.

I half-wondered if the tears would freeze on my cheeks as I drove the deserted roads alone that morning. Pulling my cape around my head and neck to block the wind, I hoped it might shield any onlookers from noticing my blotchy eyes and puffy cheeks as I skirted from the parking lot into the building.

I spotted her as I entered the sanctuary, but diverted my gaze. [more]

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