Dear Broken Woman

Dear battered, bruised and broken woman,

This is your place, and I know that hurts to hear. You may feel stuck, left behind, and extremely alone. I know I have. This is a hard and thorny valley. And the end isn’t in sight. All your friends may be getting married, having babies, and reaching milestones you thought you’d have long passed by now.

This hard place feels like forever.

Do not despair.

The position you are in right now (single, barren, broken, or just plain fighting inadequacy) does not make you any less of a woman. You are not behind in life. Your loveliness is not based on your work, but in the wonderful work God is doing in you. You are a woman, full and beautiful, with or without a husband, a baby, or a “put-together” life. Read more

Are You a Christian Kid Afraid of Ministry?

I don’t appreciate when adults in ministry proclaim, “You better not say that you’ll never go into full-time ministry, because that’s exactly where God will send you! It happened to me!!'”

They say it as though they have been forced, coerced, or demanded to be in full-time ministry. It’s really damaging for a kid in the ministry to hear this kind of jibber jabber. It makes ministry sound so, so awful.

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It wasn’t until recently that I realized that I didn’t need to be afraid of full-time ministry. And you don’t either! You don’t need to be afraid of doing the thing that you currently can’t imagine yourself doing.

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The Girl with the Hollow Eyes

I see her walking alone. Her head drooped low. Her back is laden down with a hundred burdens. We are walking the same way, but our footsteps are spread apart. I feel the sunshine on my face–a time of joy for me. But her hair is wet with sorrow–a time of pain for her.

My footsteps slow. I know that our proximity is no mistake. I approach her slowly, the trail of tears making heavy indentation on the ground. I could remember a time I felt the same.

My mind is transported to the darkness that was—after many years–overcome by light. I gather the stinging, yet hopeful memories to my heart and stand beside her with a gift of companionship. I am ready to offer.

She looks at me with hollow eyes, and yet the depth of tragedy is deep. But I have hope and I know hope is in her. It just needs a way out. I reach for her hand and she doesn’t reject me. It is cold with stiff pain. I can remember the feeling. Read more

If I Could Go Back

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If I could go back, I would say–

Don’t worry about all the processes involved in growing up. It just happens. You get through it. You learn from it. You move on. You learn to enjoy the process, even the messy parts.

If I could go back, I would say–

Don’t worry about who people think you are. Just keep growing. Just keep making decisions that you know you need to make. Don’t think twice about an opinion that doesn’t matter. Opinions, I have since found, rarely matter.

If I could go back, I would say–

You aren’t at the top. I know you know that, but you’ll really understand how little you are the older you get.

If I could go back, I would say– Read more