I pray that, ultimately, you prepare your hearts to remember this season of thankfulness. Give thanks for what God has given you, and give thanks that God sent His one and only Son to die on the cross for you. Have a wonderful Thanksgiving!
We’re too focused on getting ahead at work or making sure our social calendar is completely full that we often just go through the motions rather than become completely engaged and present.
By questioning my path, I was putting limits on myself and ultimately putting limits on God’s ability to use me. Once I got past the doubting voice in my head, I said “yes” to ministry.
Often in our lives we allow similar perspective to rule and consume us, thinking our struggles are bigger than they are. We allow tough seasons, stressful days, or tedious tasks to fully block our light.
I have a choice in how I act and how I handle my emotions. I decided I would refuse to let the enemy try to convince me it’s okay to go through an entire day in a funk, not acting like myself. Don’t get me wrong, I understand we all have those days. But, I’ve decided not to let those funks control me. I have the freedom to break free from those emotions, and I will choose to.
So how do we combat this problem we all are susceptible to? Below are a few tips that help me and will hopefully encourage you the next time you start to worry. It is a battle you and I will face time and time again, but these 5 tips can help us conquer the spirit of worry once and for all.
Have you ever gotten to the point where you know that working out and exercising is good for your body, but you just don’t enjoy it? Or maybe you are someone who would love to incorporate fitness into your life, but vowed not to EVER walk into the gym. Or you may be the person who really wants to enjoy working out, but it just seems miserable to you. Besides, who wants to put themselves through achy muscles and soreness? I get it! Working out can become unpleasant and flat out BORING!!! Below are six ways you can incorporate FUN into fitness and your workouts!
I love that God understood that we would struggle with fear and anxiety long before we were even born. He knew that as a people, we would be tempted to be overcome with worry in the midst of uncertainty. In preparation, all throughout The Word, not only did God command us not to fear, but He continued to remind us of His character. He consistently reminds us to respond to our fear with prayer and praise, for He is faithful.
One of my goals for the year is to seek God with more intentionality. I heard a powerful message a few months ago, and one of the main points was that many of God’s children don’t live out the promises of God because we are not familiar with them. God began challenging me to get deeper into His Word. Do you also want to grow in your knowledge of scripture? Getting into the Word, in my experience, can be a bit of a daunting task. Perhaps, like me, you’re not sure where to start!
You might be surprised to know that I didn’t know that what happened to me as a child was considered sex trafficking until I was 18. As I grew older, I came to know what happened to me to be sexual abuse, but it wasn’t until I told my counselor all the details of those circumstances that she said to me, “Rachel, I think you’ve been sex trafficked.” I was quite angry with her because I did not want to believe what she was saying was true—I believed sex trafficking happened only in third world countries, not in the United States. Not in my state. Not in my hometown. Not to me.
I’ve been through a lot of painful things: depression, suicidal thoughts, debilitating insecurity, abuse, rejection, heartbreak, and more grief than anyone my age should ever have to face. Most of my young life, I was rooted in false doctrine: I am inadequate, underserving, unseen, unloved, unworthy, and it will always be this way. Believe me, I know where you have been or may still be…I’ve been there too. I also know I would never have been healed without my faith in Jesus Christ, a little perspective shift from Donald Miller, and the unconditional love of a few good friends.