Category: Peace in the Storm
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Peace in the Storm: Overwhelmed by the Blessing
“Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord: and the fruit of the womb is his reward.”—Psalm 127:3 Sometimes the very thing we prayed for can overwhelm us when it finally arrives. That may sound ungrateful, but I do not believe it is. A blessing can be beautiful, long-awaited, and unquestionably given by God—and still…
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Peace in the Storm: The Voice That Came at the Right Time
The rain had been falling most of the afternoon, though from inside the hospital it was difficult to tell where one hour ended and the next began. Everything there seemed suspended in artificial light and exhaustion. The halls were too cold, the chairs too stiff, and the silence somehow never truly quiet. Machines hummed. Elevator…
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Peace in the Storm: When Grief Is Complicated
People can look at a woman lying quietly beneath the trees and assume she is resting, when in truth she may be trying not to come apart. Amanda Sherrell There is a certain kind of grief that does not come dressed the way people expect it to. It does not always look like tears at…
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Peace in the Storm: He Wasn’t Panicking, So Why Was I?
The rain started gently, almost rhythmically, tapping against the windshield as the road stretched out ahead of us. It was late—the kind of night when the world feels smaller and quieter, as if everything important has narrowed down to the stretch of road in front of you. At first, my hands rested easily on the…
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Peace in the Storm: When the World Feels Too Loud to Choose
There is a kind of exhaustion that doesn’t come from doing too much, but from holding too much inside. It lives in the chest, tight and unmoving, formed by thoughts that never quite find words and decisions that never feel safe enough to make. For many young adults today, the world does not feel short…
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Peace in the Storm: Afraid to Choose
By the time Mara turned twenty-three, she had become very good at disappearing without leaving. She showed up online every day. Her face appeared in group photos, her name lit up in story views, her phone chimed with notifications from people who assumed proximity meant connection. But when it came time to speak or to…
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Peace in the Storm: When Feeling Again Feels Like Drowning
The first thing I noticed was my breath or rather, the absence of it. I came back into myself gasping, lungs aching as though I had been underwater far longer than I realized. Fear followed immediately, sharp and disorienting, because with breath came awareness, and with awareness came feeling. I did not know how long…
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Peace in the Storm: When Your Body Remembers What Your Mind Forgot
There are storms that roar in with wind and thunder, and then there are storms that arrive in silence—the kind that unravel you from the inside out long before you realize something is wrong. Trauma does that. It doesn’t always shout. Sometimes it whispers through numbness, fog, and dissociation—through a body that remembers pain even…
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Peace in the Storm: Taste and See That the Lord Is Good
Before you settle in, I want to invite you into a small ritual, one that warms the body and steadies the heart. Make yourself a cup of hot tea. If it’s morning or afternoon, I personally recommend Rooibos Red Tea with a splash of pomegranate and raspberry. It’s bright, soothing, and full of quiet strength.…
