Anxiety & The Dark Side of Hope

Sometimes I hate my own heart's desires. I guess because of past experience. Whenever I've strongly desired something in the past, I've had to struggle with it for years and wrestle with the feeling that God doesn't see or care, and a million other lies about Him and about me, that swirl through my mind… Continue reading Anxiety & The Dark Side of Hope

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I Worried My Way Through My First 25 Years

And it's quite embarrassing now. In third grade, I worried about getting braces like all the other kids. All my friends were getting them. I didn't want to be left out. Me and my friends who didn't have them yet turned paperclips into "fake" braces. Every day I made sure to slide my little paperclip onto… Continue reading I Worried My Way Through My First 25 Years