I'll never forget the day I told Jesus I needed to leave college. It was a little under a year ago. I was in my dorm room, all alone, and the temptation to take my own life was so great, and the feeling of being trapped was so overwhelming, that I told God I couldn't… Continue reading Going through hell? It does get better, trust God
"Am I ugly?" This common question I ask my mom, friends, my sisters...it's pervasive not only in my life but in our culture. I wish it wasn't something I struggled with, but it's true: I am constantly calling into question my visual appeal. Why? Because "no guys ever ask me out". How many times have… Continue reading An Open Letter to the Woman Who Feels Ugly, Lonely, or Doubts Her Worth
This morning I attended a Christian women's group, and the topic of discussion was the name of God. It's become so common place to say God's name in modern culture - things like "Oh my God!" and "I swear to God" and saying "Jesus Christ" whenever you're startled or exasperated. (All of which I am… Continue reading Broken, Wounded, Weak, and Bound? Read this
I have a confession to make. For a couple of months now, I've been really angry at God. So angry that I often can't even bring myself to pray. Sometimes I struggle to believe He's there, He's listening, He cares. Why am I so angry, you might ask? Well, let's just say that something I… Continue reading Crisis of Faith? Read This
As I was talking with a dear friend recently, I noticed a pattern in our lives: we're both in a time of painful, lonely, discouraging, wilderness-like waiting. Waiting to actually like our lives. Waiting for the men we love to come back to us. Waiting for some hope while clinging to Jesus, our life preserver on this… Continue reading Waiting on God? Read This
When things get desperate, it's time to P.U.S.H.: pray until something happens.
When I was in fifth grade, a new girl came to my school - and everything changed. All of a sudden, my ENTIRE group of friends had ditched me. She thought I was weird, and convinced them to choose: me, or her. She won, and I was devastated. They would fill up the lunch table… Continue reading Hurt by Someone & Can’t Let Go? Read This