It’s the first week in January and everyone is making lists. Lists that will make them feel guilty. Lists that might make them feel a little more productive. Lists that will make them feel like this business of producing never, ever stops.
Reaching out and being still enough to allow others to speak into my life has been solid gold. Who actually makes the time to talk on the phone with someone they don’t know very well when they sound a little panicky? Women who invest in other women, that’s who.
I have watched tragedy turn wounded hearts sour. What once was sweet and hopeful became bitter. I get it, but sometimes the people we need the most are the people we try to push away when our hearts are hurting.
Years ago I was really struggling with circumstantial anxiety. At the time we were going through staff changes at our church that were soul crushing. My husband asked me to lead worship every Sunday during that season. This was when our church was hurting and I had to...