Dichotomy Of My Soul (Part I)
I struggle to make sense of faith, of the believing and yet somehow not believing, of the joyfully praising one day, and not sure what is true and right the next day. It’s the dichotomy of my soul.
Endless Skies
Why, God, would you allow this pain? Why don’t you just heal? Some days, I ask Him these questions. One day when I asked Him, He responded, and His response was quite unexpected.
What If Our Brokenness Is His Mercy?
The Old Testament talks a lot about famines and people that are dying. Often, it seems like God’s punishment. I don’t know what it is, but I am asking a question about it: What if through that brokenness, He is showing us His mercy?
Rainbow Promises
With every rainbow we see, we get to remember a promise made by God thousands of years ago. A promise that still stands today, and that gives us reason to trust in Him, despite everything going on.
Tiny Screams
Tiny screams is the tale of a morning walk where the voices of destruction were shouting so loudly at me that I wasn’t able to hear any truth anymore. There was only one thing I could think of doing.
Crossroads
Life is a journey that comes with seasons of pain, a pain which always has its roots in love. During those seasons, we encounter different crossroads that lead us either one way or another. With this, I’m pondering those crossroads.
Defeat. Defeat. Defeat.
Defeat is the word that’s been hammering through my brain lately. Friend, I need your help. Or maybe, you feel like that, too - then we need each other’s help. Come over here and join me as we look square into the eyes of this defeat.
The Envious Heart, the Proud Soul
Envy might be one of the more underrated evils in our lives, for it only ever leads to hatred and death. So it’s time to address it: An honest look at envy and pride in my own life, and how I need help.
Why Good Friday Can Be Glorious
Good Friday: The day we remember the death of Jesus. A dark day. And yet we know, that death is not the end. We know, that somehow, this was just the beginning.
One Billion Broken Seashells
Seashells on the shore are like us: a lot of us broken, not many whole. But despite the circumstances we are given in life, we want to leave a mark. We want to escape our pain and brokenness. That restoration can only be found in Jesus.