I woke up last night from a dream where I was back in 2006 as a thirteen-year-old.
But what if our purpose isn't about having purpose? What if it isn't about what we do but who we are?
When we take our anxieties to God, we are not just asking that God takes away our fear. We are remembering that there is a God who listens and who cares about every detail of our lives, and this alone washes away our fear.
As an over-thinker, it was difficult to let myself like anyone, date anyone, or even reject anyone without feeling like I could "mess up" God's plan.
Last night, I woke up with an anxious feeling in my stomach. My breaths became shallow and quick, and I felt that familiar feeling of physical anxiety creeping up.
2020 has been a reminder for many that the security systems we have trusted don't hold up. Now that we are preparing to celebrate Christmas, let it be a reminder that God enters into our fear and brokenness.
We need less than we think, and there is abundance--and the possibility of abundance--all around us.
When you grow up in church hearing the same stories, they can become dull. Or when you have prayed to God many times without hearing a word or being filled with a feeling, you can begin to feel complacent.
Can I believe that the future will be even greater than the past? Can I believe that I haven't yet experienced all there is?