Life is about transformation
There is the old song (1995) call “I will Never Be” and the word of the song start off with “I will never be the same again, I can never return I’ve closed the door.” Some of the people I went to college with may remember this song. This was one that was played pretty
In a couple of hours we will be getting on our flights heading back to California. It seems almost surreal that our time here is ending and we are entering back into our normal lives. When we crossed from Congo into Rwanda we saw such a stark difference. In Rwanda the power was consistent and
Waking up this morning in Congo, I woke up with a sense of wonder. We are really here in Congo! And I know that God has many things in store. As I pondered the day and began to be filled with anticipation, the power in the hotel room went out and I was reminded of
In my job as a therapist, I regularly teach the skill of opposite action. Opposite action is a DBT Emotion Regulation skill, it is used when acting on your emotions do not fit the facts or when acting on your emotions is not effective. Recently as I was leading group and we were having this
“I will never be the same again, I can never return I’ve closed the door. I will walk the path and I will run the race and I will never be the same again.” I don’t know about you, but there are moments in my life where I know that change has happened and it
“Break my heart for what breaks Yours…” Long ago, I prayed that God would break my heart for what breaks His. In fact is was probably close to exactly 18 years ago, give or take a week or two. In the midst of a season where I was seen as the strong one, the one
You know that feeling, urging to do something. You know like Moana and being drawn to the ocean. Over the years I have had this urge that draws me, speaks to me and drives me slightly crazy. Maybe you know what I mean, when the thoughts can’t stop, and distract you from other things. When
Growing up we had Nana, she was not related to us by blood but she was Nana to well most of the street. I don’t even think we knew her actual first name until we were teenagers. Nana took us all to Wednesday night church growing up, she took care of us, she loved us,
Last night, I had the pleasure of hearing Mark Batterson speak at my church. He is an amazing author. He said some things that made me think and even to this morning are still making me think and process. I know, that means it was a good sermon right? So todays blog is going to feature
Songs have a way of speaking to me, they bypass my brain and can go straight to my heart. Song words will sit on repeat in my mind whether or not I want them to. I have this uncanny way of remembering song words and melodies and sometimes even figuring out where the melody is