There are many girls at war with themselves. Many women also. There are females in this world that are not just struggling but viciously fighting with themselves and the world to embrace their beauty. They are fiercely fighting to cling to their identity, to find purpose, to accept contentment with who they are, and to grow based on all of that.Read More
"I know it's not very much, but..."
"Sorry it isn't much but..."
"We know it isn't much..."
"Sorry I can't do more..."
"I can pray, but I'm sorry I can't do more..."
I went to bed last night and woke up this morning in a significant amount of pain. My knees are very sore. The weird part (for me): it is from running. If you know me, you know I do not like to run. The only incentive I had for running in high school was during rugby and that incentive was tackling the person with the ball. However, a little over a year ago, a friend of mine was inspired by someone we both know to be brave and daring. She prayed a bold prayer and cast a broad vision. Several months later she saw the benefits of her obedience to what could now be seen as God's call for her in a specific ministry; running a marathon to help people in India.Read More
When we lose sight of things, particularly when we lose sight of things that our parents or grandparents held onto securely, we look back on them and often say, "we have lost the art of _______". Why do we say that? How have we come to understand things of the past as art forms? It seems to be a matter of perspective. We have not lost the art, we have simply lost the discipline in seeing it as art.Read More