a prayer to surrender the “seen”

Lord Jesus, We get so caught up in whether or not people see us. Whether we’re known by many, or whether they approve and even notice what we do. & yet you paint a beautiful sunrise each morning and most of us aren’t up to see it or- or we say “what a beautiful sunset” instead…

insecurity and I broke up

Insecurity and I broke up last night. April 13, 2016– been there. over. done. I never thought of myself as being held captive by insecurity. I never thought it was the source of so much hurt and hindrance. I never thought it was the breeding ground of the fear and lack of confidence in my life. I…

risen for relationship

  she fell in love with Jesus and everything else soon fell away every other desire– except the smile of His face upon hers except His presence and grace and fullness she fell in love with Jesus- and man’s approval fell to the side she didn’t even care anymore what they thought she wasn’t deterred…

what approval addicts need

our hearts are all aching for someone, or many people, to tell us we’re approved. it’s a longing in all of us to be told we are enough and accepted. it can be a poison that infiltrates our bones and destroys who we were made to be. if we let it go on long enough,…

why there is beauty in feeling forgotten

you know it. it’s a distinct feeling that rests in your soul and has you on your knees desperate. no one seems to help. friends seem distant. you’re reaching out your hand but don’t quite feel there is another hand to hold. alone. you feel alone. you wear a smile but it’s a cover. isn’t…

gah it’s blurry

blurry. out of focus. ehh. I thought I should delete it. but wait. maybe not. this picture is kinda accurate. it’s messed up. it’s imperfect. it’s not like I think it should be. sounds familiar. sounds like me, honestly. I want everything so clear and perfect. If I could just have a set of rules to…

enough + enough

she sat down and breathed deep. her heart and mind needed clarity, a place of quiet, peace. she felt the trap of comparison slowly pulling the life out of her, and she was tired. after all, it’s exhausting work trying to be someone you’re not. It’s exhausting work placing a standard upon yourself you weren’t even…

the thing about dreams

she stood at the edge of the water, looking out. looking in front of her, at what was coming. she saw each stair-where it was leading. she knew the next step, and that made her feel secure. it made her feel comfortable. she opened her journal to write but all she could do was grasp…

to anyone who wants to be perfect–like me

maybe you’re like me. maybe you don’t want to mess up. maybe you want everyone to like and applaud you. maybe you want straight A’s just to say it and a brilliant mind, and although you might not admit it-it’s so that you’ll look good. maybe you’re like me–and you want to be perfect. you…