Welcome to the blog.
This is a place to process the “hard stuff” we feel from a biblical perspective. No churchy lingo. No judgment. All honesty.
He Said, She Said (Part 3): 4 Practical Ways to Avoid Gossip
So, you’re around someone who wants to gossip. What do you do? It can be difficult to go against the crowd and not participate in gossip, but here are four practical ways to do it. This is part 3 of a gossip series.
He Said, She Said (Part 1): Moving From Gossipers to Good Neighbors
A few years ago, a new friend invited me to lunch. Well into the conversation, she looked at me and said, “So, the reason I invited you to lunch is to talk to you about something,” in a very serious tone. My stomach dropped. What could I have possibly done wrong already in this newly developing friendship?
The 5 Languages of Apology: Learning How to Say “I’m Sorry”
If you have relationships and connections with people, there will come a time you’ll need to apologize. It doesn’t matter if it’s a significant other, your mom, brother, friend, or mentor — we are all bound to hurt someone and need to say sorry.
Living Loved: A Single’s Guide for Valentine’s Day
Maybe you dread Valentine’s Day because it reminds you that you’re single and don’t want to be. Maybe this holiday reminds you of a painful heartbreak. Whichever side of the spectrum you fall on, I get it, and I’ve been there. There’s room and grace for it all.
They Can’t Be Your Everything: Support vs. Sustenance
Growing up in a broken home caused me to look for love, affection, and validation in other people. Because my parents didn’t need my emotional needs, I tried to get them met in all my friendships. This led to unhealthy attachment, particularly codependency. I became a leech to everyone I was attached to.
99 Problems & Identity is One
I sat in my therapist’s office three years ago, and she just listened to me speak. Let’s call her Ava. Pretty early on, Ava told me I had identity issues. Even though I’m pretty open in therapy, when you hear that you have identity problems, it kind of rubs you the wrong way. I don’t have identity issues, I thought. I know who I am. But the truth is, I didn’t.