When the Waters Rise Above Your Head
My Overwhelmed child, I see you there, racing against the clock that never stops its relentless turning. I…
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Submission Isn’t What You Think It Is
Few words in the Christian vocabulary have done more damage than “submit.” It shows up in wedding ceremonies, in marriage counseling, in arguments about…
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Pray Dirty: God wants your mess, not your act
There’s this idea that floats around churches and prayer groups and late-night conversations with people who’ve been hurt…
Growing out of old beliefs doesn’t mean losing your faith
My Sweet Child You have been walking through shadows lately, haven’t you? I see you there, in the…
When life seems too good to be true
My Friend, I watch you now in this season of abundance, and I smile. Your days unfold with…
Read this when you are exhausted
My weary one,, I see you there, carrying burdens that were never meant to rest upon shoulders such…
Stop proving yourself and start becoming yourself
Dear One, You stand at the threshold now, don’t you? Behind you stretches a path marked by achievements…
A message of hope for anyone in recovery
My Recovering Child, You stand before me now, and I see you clearly—not as you were in those…
You were made to be yourself, not a copy of someone else
Friend, You come to me wearing masks you did not choose, speaking words that are not your own,…
A letter to the broken-hearted
My beloved child, I know what happened. I was there — in the silence of that room when…
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