How this Blog Began

Several years ago, the storm of life that did me in also knocked me to my knees. I made it through only because Jesus carried me. Afterward, exhausted and weak, God led me on a journey of emotional healing. When I was on my feet again, God showed me the steps He used to heal me. Now I'm writing a book detailing that process.

Even though my big crisis is long gone, and I feel much better, my emotions still flare at the littlest things. Stress. Worry. Fear. I don't know why I'm so sensitive. Maybe the accumulation of past traumas has me on edge. Perhaps as I grow older my coping devices are wearing out. I realize my hormones, whether PMS or menopause, contribute to the problem. No matter what the cause, I know I want off this ride.

I'm tired of being tossed around by my negative emotions. I can't stop bad things from happening, but I can change my reaction to them. Now that I've experienced God's peace, I will no longer tolerate having a knot in my stomach. Why should I? The same steps Jesus taught me during my crisis work on everyday stress as well.

God isn't finished with me yet. Thankfully, He's still working on me, raising my level of inner peace and joy daily. I invite you to come along as I continue to use the tools God lovingly supplies to gain victory over painful emotions, and to keep my moods in check. See how the same help God provides me can help you, too.

Drinking the Whole Glass

Some see the glass as half empty, some half full. But I ask, am I drinking the whole glass, or just taking a few sips?

God offered me a full glass of loving care and provision, but for or a variety of reasons I rarely drank it. I was too busy with my own agenda. I wanted to do my own thing, my way. Yes, I asked God to bless my plans, and lead me safely on my chosen path. But did my way lead to the good things God had for me? How would I know if I wasn't even paying attention to His directions?

When I did contemplate following God's plans, I tended to think of them as either hard, scary or boring. Like a baby who bobs and twists to avoid the spoon of colorful mush swooping in her direction, I made excuses to evade God's nudgings. When it came down to real life issues, did I truly trust God had my best in mind?

A few years ago, tired of fighting my way through the life I'd chosen, I decided to do things God's way. When I went all-in for Jesus, He brought wave after wave of relief and healing to my heart. What a difference. I wished I'd done this years ago.

Now that I've felt His peace and joy, I strive daily to stay in step with Jesus. I'm drinking the whole glass of God's love, gulping each delectable experience He brings my way.