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August 11 - August 18, 2021
Honesty isn’t trying to hurt me. It’s trying to heal me.
Negative self-talk was a rejection from my past that I had allowed to settle into the core of who I am.
Rejection steals the best of who I am by reinforcing the worst of what’s been said to me.
Rejection steals the best of who I am by reinforcing
the worst of what’s been said to me.
In my research on rejection, I discovered two core fears that feed a person’s sensitivity to rejection: The fear of being abandoned The fear of losing one’s identity
When a man is physically present but emotionally absent, a girl’s heart can feel quite hollow and helpless.
Things of this world all eventually reveal what incapable anchors they really are.
The beliefs we hold should hold us up even when life feels like it’s falling apart.
My identity must be anchored to the truth of who
God is and who He is to me. Only then can I find a stability beyond what my feelings will ever allow. The closer I align my truth with His truth, the more closely I identify with God—and the more my identity really is in Him.
The exhausting manipulation and control it takes to protect an identity based on circumstances will crush our hearts and hide the best of who we are behind a wall of insecurity.
We need to develop an “intimacy-based identity,” and this starts with answering three core questions: Is God good? Is God good to me? Do I trust God to be God?
The mind feasts on what it focuses on. What consumes my thinking will be the making or the breaking of my identity.
The mind feasts on what it focuses on. What consumes my thinking will be the making or the breaking of my identity.
Live from the abundant place that you are loved, and you won’t find yourself begging others for scraps of love.
Live from the abundant place that you are loved, and you won’t find yourself begging others for scraps of love.
Living loved is sourced in your quiet daily surrender to the One who made you.
We run at a breakneck pace to try and achieve what God simply wants us to slow down enough to receive.
God’s love isn’t based on me. It’s simply placed on
me. And it’s the place from which I should live … loved.
Proximity and activity don’t always equal connectivity.
We must respect ourselves enough to break the pattern of placing unrealistic expectations on others. After all, people will not respect us more than we respect ourselves.
My flesh begs me to believe that short-term happiness is worth the long-term misery.
Our souls and our stomachs are alike in this way.
At the core of who we are, we crave the acceptance that comes from being loved.
When past rejections make me so prone to satisfying or at least numbing the flesh to avoid more pain, it’s hard to resist.
The more fully we invite God in, the less we will feel uninvited by others.
I crave for life to make sense. I cringe when it doesn’t.
What we see will violate what we know unless what we know dictates what we see.
What we see will violate what we know unless what we know dictates what we see.
Psalm 23.
The LORD is my shepherd, I lack nothing. He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, he refreshes my soul.
He guides me along the right paths for his name’s sake. Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely your goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, a...
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With the fullness of God, we are free to let humans be humans—fickle and fragile and forgetful.
People do affect us.
People who care more about being right than ending right prove just how wrong they were all along.
Bitterness, resentment, and anger have no place in a heart as beautiful as yours.
just because no one sees you eat it doesn’t mean the calories don’t affect you.
