Tag: PTSD
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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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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.…
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The Isolated Are Devoured
Why We Cannot Survive Without Family, Community, or the Body of Christ. There comes a moment in every life when the weight becomes too heavy, the silence too loud, and the loneliness too sharp to ignore. A moment when even the strongest among us feel the ground give way beneath our feet. It is in…
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🔔 I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day: When Hate Mocks the Song
“And in despair I bowed my head: ‘There is no peace on earth,’ I said, ‘For hate is strong and mocks the song Of peace on earth, good will to men.’” There comes a moment in every person’s life when the weight of the world finally breaks through the outer shell we’ve tried so hard…
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The Generation That Forgot Its Blessings
There’s a strange mindset rising among today’s under-25 generation. I see it everywhere—online, in conversations, in the cultural undertone of this era. Many believe that the Baby Boomers “had it easy,” that their childhoods were somehow freer, simpler, and better than the lives young people experience today. They envy that freedom, imagining sunlit streets, barefoot…
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🌾 The Grace of Ordinary Days: Finding Gratitude in the Weight and Wonder of Life’s Storms
This past year has taught me more about thankfulness than perhaps any other season of my life. Not the easy kind of gratitude — the one that flows naturally when everything’s going right — but the kind that aches in your chest and trembles through your prayers. The kind that whispers, “Thank You, God,” even…
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🔔 I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day — A Thanksgiving Reflection
As the holidays draw near, I feel a stirring deep within my soul — not merely for the glow of Christmas lights or the aroma of pumpkin pie wafting from the oven, but for something far more profound. Gratitude. Reflection. Hope. And perhaps, a quiet call for peace in a world once again at odds…
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