I have always wanted some sort of happy clappy testimony. I wish I could have been saved at the age of 7 and that could be the end of it. That seems so much simpler. There seems to be so much less wrestling there. My story has had a lot of ups and downs, figuratively... Continue Reading →
Living Healed
At the beginning of quarantine I fell into a really dark place. I was self medicating, people pleasing, and exhaustively striving. During times of productivity and progress I still have had debilitating symptoms. My mental illness became me. It is what I clung too because it was always there. We had been in survival mode... Continue Reading →
3 Tips for Recovering Your Life After a Depressive Episode
I have a tendency to run on feelings. I love swimming in the depths of emotion. Seeing the rise and fall of how I feel everyday helps keep me on track mentally. The awareness gives me a sense of where and how I am doing. This is how I fell in love with Jesus. I... Continue Reading →
The Mercy Disconnect
I mess up a lot. I yell at my kids too often. I don't trust God nearly as much as I should. I can be judgy and insecure. I lash out and isolate. I am just so human it hurts sometimes. And I'm telling you all of this to let you know, God is still meeting... Continue Reading →
Radically Authentic
If years of Cognitive Behavioral Therapy has taught me anything it's that when I start spiraling...I isolate. I recluse in all the worst ways and always at the worst times. When I need people most is when I tend to shy away and try to figure things out myself to try and make some sense... Continue Reading →
Thoughts
Thoughts are thoughtsNo danger there. Thoughts are thoughtsEven if my mind is bare. The thoughts are there in the morningand before I go to bed. The thoughts are there to woe meand pull me out of bed. The wilderness beckons me, Pushing wind beneath my sails. Sometimes we have to go within to step out... Continue Reading →
Every Adventure Begins with a First Step
"I am tired. I am exhausted. I am unseen." I finished marking in the final period in my journal before folding it closed. "What am I even doing?" How can someone be so tired and overwhelmed while still managing to keep all the plates spinning? The truth is... She can't. I guess somewhere in these... Continue Reading →
Little Bits of Paper
This quarantine has had me in a rut for about a month now. The initial lockdown was almost like a respite I desperately needed. My family all together, all comittments, plans, and to-do lists put on hold, but then life happened. My grandfather was in ICU for a few days, my toddler decided naps were... Continue Reading →
An Open Letter to My Girls
"Go to bed," I say counting down the hours, minutes, the steady seconds until my mind is my own once again. No sticky fingers prying their way into my thoughts, eliciting every emotion, no tears caused by my seemingly continuous stream of "no." Just me, wrapped in reflection at the end of a long and... Continue Reading →
Breathe
Yesterday the governor gave news that schools would be closed for the remainder of the school year. In these unsure times where everything seems isolated and the fear of the unknown can be overwhelming we have to find the invitation in it all. The invitation to rely on God like never before. We were promised... Continue Reading →
Taralyn Rowe 