A couple years ago I went to Haiti on a missions trip. I was prescribed Docycylin as an anti malaria medication. So, I took it. I read the directions, and took the medication exactly how I was directed to. I’m all about directions and knowing
Sometimes, we scroll to escape, scroll to avoid, scroll to numb.
But, the more we scroll, the more a part of soul slips into a pit of mangled distraction and lies.
We believe the lie. "Just a few more minutes and surely rest will come." Yet,
Let's talk about vulnerability and its so ________. Fill in the blank: Scary, freeing, terrifying, refreshing? Anytime I get down and dirty and bear my soul or am honest with my weaknesses and struggles it kinda blows people away. Ironically, what we read on the
Insecurity is a toxic poison. Problem is, we all experience it. I think it's just another word for Shame; the feeling that we are not enough. Perhaps insecurity is simply shame triggered by seeing qualities in another we wish we had. The lie is
WHO WE ARE
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I've always wanted to be a choreographer. Dreaming up a dance for you and me. But when you hold me close and move me across the dance floor, the steps are different- oh so different- yet far more beautiful then I ever could have dreamed.