Our Story

This is a story of three women that God has brought together. We are not necessarily likely friends, but through an interesting series of events, God got us here. We each have our own story and perspective that we want to share. This is something that we have been asked to do, not for informative reasons, but…

3 years

Three years ago. Sometimes it feels so long ago, most times it feels like I can relive the entire last few weeks of my father’s life as if it were the first time. All it takes is a picture, a phrase he would say, a date (like today or his birthday), a smell – even funny moments that remind me…

Two Months and a Day

Two months and one day. That was the length of my stay on the psychiatric unit. I feel as though I was in a fight for my life and there were days that I was unsure if I could make it one more day. But by the grace and strength of God I made it out to the other side.…

Dark

Dark. Foggy. Numb. This is what my depression feels like these days. As I sit here trying to type I fight the fight of wanting to make it seem not so bad, to put a happy face on and say, “it’s really no big deal”. But I am going to take a deep breath and be real for a few…

Afraid of Change

Tired. Weary. Spent. Drained. Fighting against the change God wants to make in me leaves me feeling like I have nothing left. Why is it that we spend so much time and energy fighting against the good things God wants to do in our lives? For me it is because the unknown is scary. The known may not be healthy,…

Who am I?

For so long, I’ve been depressed. I’ve been one who self-harms. I’ve been one with an eating disorder. Yes, I am a believer. Yes, I love Jesus. But my identity has been, for so long, wrapped up in a diagnosis. It didn’t start out that way. I never intended to be defined by this, but somewhere along the way it…