You’ll Still Be- A prayer for the brokenhearted

Dear God, I'm tired. Tired of existing in this haphazard, self-sabotaging, trusting when it's convenient for me way. I'm tired of fighting. Dear God, am I tired of fighting. Tired of fighting the voices in my head, tired of fighting the voices from my past, tired of fighting the doubts of my future, tired of fighting the dreaded presence of my present. And I'm angry. Angry at you. Angry at what...

This changes everything

Rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life.JK Rowling I didn’t realize the power of prayer until I was sobbing at the altar, through the prayer, through the closing song, through the benediction. I didn’t realize the power of prayer until I had an army of people surrounding me, and for the first time in my life, I felt the Holy Spirit truly move. It was the Sunday...