Imperfection means opportunities for spiritual growth. I'm a recovering "approval addict." For years, my subconscious life's mission was to gain and maintain the approval of my fellow Latter-day Saints. Surely, their acceptance of me was indicative of God's acceptance. (Have you felt this way too....just a little?) My brief bout with depression served as my wake-up call. Thus, for the sake of my emotional health, I turned to God (and Zoloft). His response to me: "I love you." And I didn't ... VIEW POST
I’m Not Okay, You’re Not Okay, and That’s Okay
Got Keys?
Living a life in chains? Imagine existing in a prison cell that measures only 4 ft. in height and 4 ft. in width. You cannot fully stand up, nor can you lie down; you can only exist in a perpetual squat. You hear no sound, you see no light, you breathe no circulated air. Such was the terrible fate of medieval England’s most notorious political prisoners in the Tower of London. Aptly named “The Little Ease” (because of the body’s limited ease), this dismal dungeon was made out ... VIEW POST
Wanna Walk On Water? Get Out of The Boat!
Raging tempests? Walk on them! I'm afraid. Always. Even if there's nothing to fear, I'll find my way to it! My shaky self-confidence is the well-spring of much of my anxiety---making me particularly susceptible to stings of criticism and rejection. (Ironically, divine intervention led me to my career as a college instructor.) Mostly, I fear various forms of truth---especially facing and confronting negative truths about myself. But, here's my greatest accomplishment: I'm learning to do ... VIEW POST