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I’m not gonna lie, as I’m writing this I have around 3 overdue assignments I should be working on. But I have absolutely ZERO motivation to do anything.

I always get this way in the first few weeks of spring semester, I have no will to go on with school, and I think it’s because I probably struggle with mild Seasonal Affect Disorder, which means I get mildly seasonally depressed, regardless of how many vitamins I take (though they do help). I tend to struggle focusing in class, doing my homework and turning it in on time, reading books for class, etc.

Does this happen to anyone else? I find this season to be so challenging. All I want is to quit school and go work and make money because I’m not interested in classes right now at all, and at least working provides a living. Granted, one day a job in the professional realm would too, but you know what I mean.

I just don’t understand how I’m supposed to do it all. I’m a junior in the interior design program here at Stout, taking 12 credits (which sounds like it would be super easy, but it’s not when they’re intense classes), working 20 hours/week, trying to make time for friends, family, and social activities, and also trying to take some time to myself so I don’t explode of exhaustion and overwork.

I can handle a lot, but this season has felt so difficult, and I often use the word “drowning” to describe how I’m handling my life. I feel like I’m drowning. I feel like no matter what I do, I’m constantly disappointing someone. I feel like it’s impossible to give 100% into everything I do, so my classes tend to fall behind because I’m just trying to make it all come together at work and home and my personal life.

Speaking of my personal life: I have been dealing with a lot of emotions.¬†I said farewell to my boyfriend (of 3.5 years) for 5 months as he goes to study abroad in Darmstadt, Germany for the semester – yes German semesters are weird and we don’t like them (I don’t like them). (ALSO: no, we didn’t break up) It was so hard to say goodbye. We haven’t ever spent that kind of time apart before. The cool thing is, even just last year, I would have never ever been okay with the idea of him studying abroad without me.

I was too insecure in myself and in our relationship, constantly afraid that he was going to find someone else while he was away. Now, I still have that fear, but it’s only about <5% of the time, as opposed to like 70%.

I feel so confident in who we are as individual people, and in who we are as a couple, and who Austen is as a man of faith and in his love for me. I know 100% logically in my head that everything is going to be okay, but it has taken me a hot minute to get to this point.

To God be the glory for this huge growth in my life! I am so thankful to have a God that loves me enough to take the burdens that weighed me down so heavily the past few years. I’m thankful that He’s blessed me with Austen and that He’s provided so much for us in our relationship.

I’ve totally neglected my relationship with the Lord for the past few months (!!!!!bad Christian alert!!!!!), and I am over it. I have no excuses anymore. I am excited to rely on God during this time and see how He uses it!! I’m so excited to see what he’s going to do in both me and Austen’s hearts during this time and how we’re going to grow in our relationship while he’s gone.

I’ve already seen God providing, as I have had friends and family reach out to me to let me know they’re praying for the both of us. I’m so thankful for that – Lord knows I need the prayers. HOWEVER, I DIDN’T EVEN CRY ONCE TODAY SO BOOYAH FOR THAT!! God’s already working ūüėČ I was a ball of tears for the better part of yesterday – but I’m going to blame that on the fact that Austen was on a plane and I spent my time worried that he was dead in the Atlantic.

My roommate Emilie made me a cute painting I have hanging up in my room right now, and it says “Do not let your hearts be troubled, and do not be afraid,” (John 14:27) and that’s a great reminder for me as I tend to retreat to worry and anxiety, my “safe” spaces. My best friend Courtney texted me today to let me know that she had been praying for Austen and I today, and that the word¬†courage kept coming to her mind, and I think that’s SO COOL. Again, what a reminder!!

Well this was a weird jumble of complaints and recognition of God’s rule in my life, as per usual when I do a “life-update”/life reflection post. I’m so thankful for the Lord right now and that I have this Mighty Rock to rely on when I feel weak, trembly, depressed, and like I’m drowning. He’s a savior and he always comes to rescue me when I need it so desperately. I’m overwhelmed by His love today, what a good feeling.

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Let’s all take a deep breath

Breathe in through your nose for two seconds.

Hold in that air for another two seconds.

Release it out through your mouth for two seconds.

Repeat that as many times as you feel necessary in light of everything going on.


I have to admit, I never saw this coming. I don’t know what to think, or how to feel anything other than anger and disappointment. I also feel completely defeated.

I keep it real with you guys here on the Internet, and you know that while I love the Lord, I also can’t stand the fakeness of social media.

I know it’s easy to say “God is in control.” BUT COME ON PEOPLE. DOES IT REALLY¬†FEEL LIKE GOD IS IN CONTROL RIGHT NOW? HECK NO.

It feels like God’s giving us what we deserve. It feels like God doesn’t care. I feel incredibly angry at God and His plan right now. I don’t want to hear people say that he is in control when our world feels so out of control, and when it feels like everything is completely falling apart.

I know that what you are saying is the complete and total¬†truth. But I don’t want to hear the truth right now. I need a good minute to just sit and be angry at what is happening, and I think other people that are angry at the injustice like myself also need a minute.

To me, and I’m not really sure why, but I am hurt when people tell me to “just trust in God.” “Stop worrying.” “God’s in control.” “It’ll be okay.” In this very moment, not one dang thing feels okay. I didn’t want to go to work or class at all this morning because I am so upset about everything. I didn’t want to face the world today because I’m just so stinking MAD AT IT. I AM SO MAD.


Here’s my conversation that I am having with God in my head right now. As you can see, it’s very one-sided. But that’s okay:

Lord, why are you doing this? What is going on? I feel so hurt by you. I am mad at you. You know these things already though. You went before and you created a plan for the world, and I’m just wondering what the heck you’ve got coming next. God, this is just so ridiculous!!! I just don’t understand anything! I wish I knew what the right response was to this whole situation, but pretending to be fine with it doesn’t feel right at all. Pretending to be super at peace with you and this event doesn’t feel right. Acting like I am this holy righteous person who is amazing at trusting you 700% of the time in this crappy situation doesn’t feel right. So I’m not gonna sit here and pretend that I am trusting you in this without worry or concern for the future. I can’t, it’s just not how I do life with you.

It’s so convicting to know that I will trust you with¬†almost every circumstance in my life. I will trust you with my financial struggles, my future outside of college, my family, friends, etc. But somehow, this one just feels too big to let go of. I know, I’m letting my fear of the unknown, where I am out of control of the details, come in between us right now. You know that I still love you, and you and I both know that I have eternal hope in you. It’s just really freaking hard to let go of the defeat and let you teach us all a lesson. It’s so hard for me to trust that you have us in your best interest when all of this is going on.

Father, please help me to let go of the bitterness I have in my heart. I don’t want to live this way, letting my anger/disappointment/defeat/etc. fester in me. Do the work you always do, to help me let go. Your plan is ultimately the best thing in the entire world. Your plan is so much greater than anything I could ever do for myself, or what Donald Trump could ever do for America. Take these feelings I have and help me to let go. Take me Lord, and use me in some way that would glorify you.

I know that you know my heart, but here’s a list of the things I’m thankful for, when it feels like we have nothing to be thankful for:

  • My endlessly supportive parents and siblings that love me more than anything or anyone in the entire world.
  • My closest friends and wonderful boyfriend that don’t ever seem to get sick of me, even when I get sick of me
  • An amazing university to go to so I can further my education, and expand my horizons, as well as my faith in you
  • That you always provide me with just enough money to pay rent, buy groceries, get gas, and still have wiggle room to get some China Buffet sweet & sour chicken
  • Clothes, blankets, and a heated house that keep me warm as the weather is getting colder and colder (PS – not quite ready for winter yet, can ya hold it off a little longer????)
  • Professors that are very gracious with me and that are always willing to help so that I can understand something
  • You. Thank you Father for everything you have done in my life. You have changed my heart so drastically in the past few years since high school, and I love you all the more.

Even when it all feels like it’s crashing down, there are the little slivers of joy that we can find, just by reflecting on our lives.

As cheesy as it sounds, take a minute to think about all the things you are thankful for. It really does help.

I am a verbal processor, and writing all my feelings and thoughts down really helps me to center myself. I feel gathered and put together once I can unscramble my brain. I’m feeling much more full now than I was at the beginning of this really long post. I’m feeling much more loved than I was at the beginning of this post. I’m feeling much more thankful. I’m feeling much more hopeful than I am defeated.

1 Peter 1:3-6

Praise to God for a Living Hope

3 Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, 4 and into an inheritance that can never perish, spoil or fade. This inheritance is kept in heaven for you, 5 who through faith are shielded by God’s power until the coming of the salvation that is ready to be revealed in the last time. 6 In all this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while you may have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials.

My Response to the Incredibly Sad Loss of a Fellow Human Being

I haven’t felt this broken in a long time. What happened early Sunday morning in Menomonie is sickening, and now my heart is literally aching inside my chest. I didn’t think that this would hit so close to home, and I never imagined that he would actually pass away.

Sunday morning, myself and other UW-Stout students received an email which included this message:

“The Menomonie Police Department is appealing to anyone in the UW-Stout community who might have information concerning a student who was assaulted early Sunday morning to report that information to authorities. Any information, even second hand, is potentially valuable.

The assault occurred in the 400 block of Main Street East in downtown Menomonie, near Topper’s Pizza, shortly after 2 a.m. Sunday. The student is from Saudi Arabia, and authorities are not releasing his name until family members can be contacted. He is being treated at Mayo Clinic Health System in Eau Claire.

There are reports that the assailant is a white male, about 6 feet tall, who fled the scene after the incident.”

The part that stuck out to me immediately was “The student is from Saudi Arabia.”  My thoughts immediately were, “This man was attacked because he’s from the middle east. He looks different and he may have a different religion, and that gives someone a ‘good’ reason to attack them.” I couldn’t stomach that then, and I still cannot understand it now.

Now, on Monday night, the UW-Stout campus and students received another email:

“It is with much sadness that I inform the campus that Hussain Saeed Alnahdi, 24, a junior majoring in business administration, passed away this afternoon from injuries suffered early Sunday morning during an assault in downtown Menomonie.

Our deepest sympathies, thoughts and prayers go out to Hussain‚Äôs family in Buraydah, Saudi Arabia, and his friends at UW-Stout.”


I am praying that this man was not attacked for his skin color or possible beliefs. The fact that it’s even a possibility today is the worst part.

The fact that we as a campus community are questioning whether or not this man was attacked over his skin or beliefs is so messed up. We desperately want to believe (and strive to make it possible) that our campus is a safe, loving, and accepting place for ALL students.

But.

The fact of the matter is, I get to feel safer in Menomonie because I am a white Christian. With students of color or other beliefs, that is not the case a solid majority of the time.

Students of color feel marginalized and are constantly served reminders of what makes them different. Instances like this attack only increase the deep, immense, overwhelmingly REAL pain that people of color might already feel. 

People with different religious beliefs are constantly ostracized and labeled. Muslims specifically tend to receive the brunt of this, being labeled as “terrorists,” or “radical Islamics.” This is why I am fearful to find out the reason(s) why this happened to Hussain. 

I am privileged to not fully understand what these prejudices are like, though I wish in some cases that I could. Maybe I would know how to respond better.

I pray that his family can find peace, and rest in the fact that their son is no longer in pain. I pray that whoever did this is brought to justice and charged for the crimes they committed. I pray that if anyone knows anything at all, that they would come forward. I pray that this world would be changed. I pray that we could start to respond to our fears with kindness, curiosity, and respect. I pray that instead of violence and hate, we would use questions and honesty to understand one another.

Lord, I pray that you would come quickly, because we desperately need you here. At the same time I feel far away from you, I know you are here. You do your work in the midst of the ugly messes and the broken. You clothe us and give us something to eat when we need you the most. I pray that you would be present here on this campus, encouraging us to go forth and do your work: LOVING students of ALL kinds, colors, religions, orientations, etc. You have never once called your people to hatred and to cast the first stone.

Love God, Love People. There are no “if’s,” “and’s,” or “but’s,” about it. It’s a general statement, because it’s a statement that addresses everyone. Jesus’ love is for you, for me, for the cops, for the BLM movement, the LGBTQ community, the Trump supporters, the Hillary supporters, the people you love and the people you tend to hate.

Love God, Love People. We are ALL worthy, because He loves us.

Dry Spell/Life Update

Wow, it’s been a long time since I have opened up WordPress on my laptop, let alone my phone. It’s safe to say I’ve neglected my blogging habit!

Life happens, and I’m honestly not even sure when the last time I posted was. Just kidding – I just opened up another tab on my computer to look, and it was February 6. It’s been a solid 5 months. Granted it’s been a solid 5 months of changes, endings, beginnings, and continuations – what can I say, I was distracted!

All of this past spring semester, I was stressed. Freshman year of college I got a corneal ulcer on my eye (from stress), and my eye doctor asked me if I was stressed a lot, I said yes. He then asked if I was very Type A. Again, I said yes, and he told me that those who are Type A have a different stress threshold than those who are not. Makes sense.

Okay, I’m a stressed out person most of the time, so spring semester was no different than any other. However, spring semester completely FLEW by! College is going by so much faster than I ever anticipated, and through the semester as summer approached, certain things/responsibilities/questions have come to the surface of my brain more than usual: is now the time to really start looking for a summer internship even though I don’t really know what it is I should be looking for? Should I nanny over the summer or will I not have time with a management position? How will I get from place to place all summer?? Will someone sell me a car?? Where will I find community? Will there be a bible study? Should I start one? What dates will I need to request off over the summer for trips, etc.?

The list of questions goes on and on. It was obvious to me that I had basically no plan at all for my summer.

Slowly one by one, God was working in the details of my life. I actually have to write it down in order for me to notice. My questions were answered, the Lord provided me with a car (shoutout to Camille my ’99 Camry), and a great job that I still love and am excited to go to all the time (Justice 4 lyfe).

Despite God working in the obvious physical ways, honestly I still feel as though he has kind of left me in a dry spell this summer. I am feeling distant, complacent, and without the desire to pray or do any devotions. And I never ever feel like I’m a “good enough” Christian. The “good enough” Christians are always posting their cute inspirational Instagram pictures with long captions that describe how God is working in their lives. And that’s great, but that’s not me. I feel like God has left my heart kind of alone this summer, and that this is just a tougher season than others. It’s so hard.

I’m going to be brutally honest, Christianity seems to have¬†become a production. It’s all about how you look on the outside, what you project to others, how “perfect” your life is with Jesus. Never really letting anyone in and talking about the really hard or “taboo” things, like addiction, purity, gossip, drinking, abuse, etc. Ask yourself, how good are your acting skills? I know mine can be pretty dang good sometimes.

Jesus didn’t die for me to pretend to love him for some 40 likes on Instagram. He didn’t die so that I could act as though I have it all together. He didn’t die so that I could be a total phony to everyone around me. He died so that I could be super rough, tangled up, sharp/cranky/snarky/sarcastic, broken, and a “crappy” Christian. Because he can take my crappy Christian self and turn me into something a little (lol more like a lot) more polished, refined, and glued back together than I could on my own through a post on social media.

I’m blessed to have best friends that don’t judge me no matter where I’m at in my faith, and that we can be Judgment Free Zones for one another. And I’m really really glad that Jesus is the Ultimate Judgment Free Zone, he knows I need it. I’m thankful for this dry spell if it means that God is just preparing something great for me later on in the summer. I’m grateful to be able to spew out my dry spell over a blog. I’m feeling pretty¬†#blest.

As I write this post, I just keep thinking that I’m really glad I clicked on the WordPress bookmark I have on my browser. I think I needed this writing therapy session to talk to myself and make sense of my crazy mind! Thanks for reading!

Friends are SO important

As iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another.
Proverbs 27:17

Friends are very important – this seems like an obvious thing, doesn’t it? Everyone wants friends. We as humans, were designed to be in community and have meaningful relationships with one another. We are designed to speak into each other’s lives, speaking truth and sharing stories and carrying one another’s burdens. We were never meant to do life alone.

So why does it sometimes feel easier to do life alone? Why is it so much easier to constantly be on the defensive, never letting people in? Why does it feel better to isolate ourselves than be in the company of others? Why is having friends so stinkin’ hard sometimes??

I’m just going to be really real, and give you my reasons that having friends can be really stinkin’ hard. Here are my 4 kinds of friends that I struggle with:

  • The Unreliables. Everyone wants consistency, no one wants a corn flake for a friend that doesn’t follow through with plans, or doesn’t value the time you spend together. It’s hurtful and leaves you feeling unimportant.
  • The Hurtfuls. Generally, because we get so comfortable around our friends, the teasing-to-bullying threshold can be hard to figure out. Something they said as a joke might not have been nearly as funny to them if they knew how much it hurt your feelings.
  • The Insecure Ones. Sometimes it feels as though I am the only thing left to be my friend’s confidence, or like I’m their constant builder-upper. Not encourager, because to me that word has much more depth to it. But someone that’s only there to constantly fill their self-worth void while they fish for compliments.
  • The Drainers. Depending on the situation, hanging out with someone can leave you feeling so emotionally drained. Neither happy, nor sad, almost just annoyed. Maybe their personality is very different from yours, or maybe they have opposite views on things. Sometimes hanging out with them is more discouraging than uplifting.

So all of the above friends are really frustrating, right? We don’t like the Unreliables, the Hurtfuls, the Insecure Ones, or the Drainers. We love them, but we don’t always like them. And that’s okay. Because Jesus never told us we had to like everyone all the time, but He did say we have to LOVE them all the time. To me, those are two very distinct things.

I don’t always like my family or friends, I don’t always like my classmates, I don’t always like my professors or my partner for a project or my neighbors in the dorm. But, that doesn’t mean that I get to treat them any differently. That doesn’t mean I can just run around kicking and screaming profanities and curses among all the people that roam the land on my bad and irritable days. It means that I just need to work harder at loving them. I need to work harder at appreciating them.

It means that I need to be patient with the Unreliables, and express how I feel to them so they know that I’m waiting to spend time with them.

It means that I need to be kind to the Hurtfuls, and remind myself that they might have a different sense of humor than I do, or maybe express that certain insecurity I have in what they’re joking about.

It means that I need to not only build up, but encourage the Insecure Ones, reminding them of their worth in the Lord, and not the things here on this earth.

It means that I need to pray for the Drainers. Pray that the Lord will not only work in my heart, but also in theirs and my relationship with them. That we could focus on the positive and not the negative, the joyful instead of the depressing, and so on.

The Lord has called us to live in community with each other, and sometimes that requires much more prayer than we anticipate. We were created to rely on God, and to ask for the things we need and to praise Him for all the good that He has done and will always do.

Now this is the confidence we have in approaching God: that if we ask anything according to His will, he hears us. And if we know that he hears us – whatever we ask – we know that we have what we have asked of him.
1 John 5:14-15

If there are friends in your life that you are struggling with, whether it’s one of the friends I mentioned above or a different category entirely, pray about it. Pray for you, pray for them, pray for open communication and ask if there are specific things you could be praying for. Prayer works and prayer transforms because the Lord is so good and He always provides! Rest assured that he hears you and that he wants you, and He wants the best for you.

Pray that you can not only LOVE them, but also LIKE them more and more. The more we love each other, the more we can like each other too. “But I tell you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, that you may be children of your Father in heaven. He causes his sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous.” Matthew 5:44-45

“As iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another.” Proverbs 27:17 — in relationships, do we want to be iron that sharpens, or do we want to be a rock that dulls?
If we are the rock, we can continue to live life tearing one another down, ignore their requests for help and guidance, and continue to live a life of sin instead of turning away from it.

If we are the iron, we should live life encouraging, being gracious, keeping each other accountable, and being Godly examples and Godly friends to one another. “Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you.” Ephesians 4:32

Try your best to live life as iron sharpening iron, pouring into your friends and praying for them, as they do the same for you, because “the Lord takes delight in His people; He crowns the humble with victory.” Psalms 149:4

Thanks for taking the time to read this one all the way to the end (if you made it all the way here!) ūüôā

 

Change is good… right?

I’ve heard the phrase “God has a sense of humor” numerous times. I’m now aware of why people use it to describe the Lord’s nature sometimes.

See, I thought I had a plan. I’m really Type-A, I always always ALWAYS have a plan. Plans make me feel good and happy and secure and comfy and not anxious. Though I usually worry anyways.

God also has a plan. As it turns out, His is actually different than mine (go figure lol).

And to be honest, I’m in a love-hate relationship with God’s plan for me. I love the fact that his plan is SO MUCH BETTER than mine! Knowing that makes me excited. But, it also scares the heck out of me. Because I don’t know what it is yet. And I want to know SO BADLY that I keep asking and praying and wishing that He would just magically send me a list of things that He’s going to make happen in my life. And it just won’t happen that way.

But, God’s been revealing things to me lately that I never expected. Honestly, we as humans project our lives onto God and what we think his purpose is (we live and act as though his purpose¬†to please us and that He’s up there to serve US – WRONG HONEY. SO WRONG). So for a long time I just kept thinking that God was gonna be letting me do my thing and just living life, pursuing interior design at school and maybe one day getting my own HGTV show (a girl can dream lol).

God laughed my plans and expectations out the door. He has placed things on my heart that I really wasn’t expecting to have thoughts about or longings for. So:

I think that God is calling me towards ministry. 

I’m so freaked out and unsure of what that means and what I’m doing and if I should change my major or even transfer schools or if I should quit school entirely and I am just SO full of so many questions – clearly.

And if I’m being honest, I’m jealous of other people that have a plan.I am SO excited for them, but also longing for their security. One of my best friends is going to do YWAM (Youth With A Mission) in Australia for 6 months, my other best friend is going to the Philippines for 6 months, other people I know are getting amazing internships and furthering their careers, and here I am. Sitting on my couch, confused and as unsure of my future as I am about what I’m going to eat for dinner tonight. Sometimes it feels like you have to go somewhere else to really make a difference or to really grow (which isn’t true but still).

I’m trying my best to be patient, and to rely on the Lord for his plan to be presented to me and for the next few things fall into place, but it’s just so hard when I like to rely on myself and control my life the way I think it should be controlled.


 

Yet, it’s amazing to feel like I’m being called and led into something much bigger than myself. Into something that I can directly see growth, even if it’s slow, and the Lord work, even if it doesn’t always feel like He is.

If you know me well, you know my sass and sarcasm and seemingly-low tolerance for people. However, I really think God gave me this gift of forming deep relationships and I just feel like I’m called to work with people in a spiritual, ministry-related way. I’m really excited and thankful for this thing that God’s given to me and is letting me wrestle with and think and pray deeply about.

If you pray, would you pray about this with me? For direction, patience, and clarity. Thank you. ‚̧

 

Inadequate

Have you ever felt like you’re not enough? (Answer: Obviously)

Lately I’ve been feeling like I’m not Christian-enough or not Jesus-y enough. It’s a really annoying spot to be stuck in.

Like what makes me less qualified to be a believer than anyone else? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Especially in His eyes.

But there’s still this nagging in the back of my mind that’s saying, “Elisse, you don’t know enough bible verses. You aren’t reading the bible. You aren’t in a bible study right now. You don’t pray enough. You don’t post enough spiritually-inspiring quotes on Instagram. You doubt too much. You aren’t spiritually mature. Your relationship isn’t Christ-centered enough. You don’t serve others enough. You don’t give enough money to the church…” The list goes on and on and on.

Please, let’s just hold the phone.

I¬†know in my head that I’m enough, and that Jesus loves me regardless of my seemingly-many shortcomings. It’s just so hard to feel like I’m good enough for Jesus when I’m rarely feeling good enough for myself, you know? Like why would Jesus love¬†me??

Why is it so difficult for us to remember that we are enough, just as we are? Why does it feel as though we are in constant competition with others, as well as ourselves? Why is it that we are always falling into comparison and self hatred? Why why why why why Jesus whyyyyy??

I know that I love Jesus, and that the bible has some great stuff in it, and that God’s faithfulness to me is just astounding. But I struggle with feeling connected to Him and I struggle with feeling like God’s really working in me and molding my heart. I feel lukewarm in my faith and like I’m full of doubts and questions that are impossible to know the answers to. I’m constantly looking at others and comparing my¬†faith to¬†their’s based on what they post online.¬†I feel like all of these things just make me unworthy.

Gosh, I’m feeling inadequate just writing¬†this.


 

But for Pete’s sakes: That’s not how Jesus sees me!!! Or you!!! No matter how far we feel we fall short, we are enough.

I was talking with my beautiful friend Courtney today, and she said, “It seems like whenever we’re doubting God just reveals his faithfulness to us in such amazing ways.” Truth.

Every time I feel like ______¬†is going wrong, God shows me something to prove to me that He’s still working in ______¬†situation. “Oh ye of little faith,” is something I feel like He’s hollering down at me from heaven frequently. It’s cool, I feel you Jesus – I’m a doubtful little human. And You are an ever-faithful, giant God. Thanks for that btw.

Faith is personal. Faith is individual. Yet, faith is also community, sharing, and accountability – so that you don’t have to do it on your own. Faith is personal so that you get to have your very own relationship with the Savior, but you also get to share in the joy that everyone you know gets to as well! That’s beyond valuable.

Thanks Jesus for loving me at my best and more importantly my worst. Your love is so astounding to me and I’m eternally grateful (literally ūüėČ ) that I get to know you and love you for my entire life.