Tag: mental health
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Life’s Lessons: Power Under Control
There is a moment in every heated exchange when you can feel it rising. Your pulse quickens. Your thoughts sharpen. Words gather at the edge of your tongue, fully formed and ready. In those moments, using language can feel like swordplay. We parry. We defend. We anticipate the next move. We prepare to strike before…
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Tea Time with Mandy: Trusting God With the Outcome
Before we begin, let’s slow the moment. Put the kettle on and make yourself a cozy cup of tea. I recommend Twinings Orange & Cinnamon Spice, mixed with a bit of English Breakfast for warmth and a gentle lift. If you can, slice a piece of warm lemon cake or prepare a small snack, then…
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Life’s Lessons: Assume Nothing, Know Everything
I have always lived by a simple phrase: “Assume nothing. Know everything.” Not because I believe it is possible—or even wise to know everything. Scripture warns us plainly against becoming arrogant in knowledge. But because the prideful assumptions of mankind have always been man’s greatest folly. Time and again, it is not ignorance that wounds…
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Caregivers Cozy Corner: Why Hot Matters
There are days when the road feels endless. Doctor to doctor. State to state. Waiting rooms, parking lots, hotel nights, and restaurants squeezed in between appointments. Caregiving has a way of stretching time thin, leaving very little room to tend to yourself in between tending to everyone else. One of the strangest discoveries I’ve made…
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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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Tea Time with Mandy: When the House Is Quiet Again
There is a moment that comes after obedience that no one prepares you for. It arrives once the work is finished. Once the doors have closed. Once the car is finally empty again and the lists are folded away. It comes when the adrenaline wears off and the house, which only hours before was full…
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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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Tea Time with Mandy: When Avoidance Looks Like Strength
Elizabeth Hunt had learned that grief did not always arrive with warning. At times it settled into her body before she had time to prepare, like those moments in the driver’s seat when the door was closed and the world waited just beyond reach. Her hands would rest on the steering wheel, fingers tightening just…
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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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Tea Time with Mandy: A Pause in the Middle of the City
There are places in New York City where the noise does not disappear, but it changes character. Where urgency loosens its grip just enough to remind you that you are allowed to pause. Sant Ambroeus is one of those places. Outside, the city presses forward—crowds folding into one another beneath towering buildings, voices rising and…
Country Girl Gone City 