Posts tagged identity
Made-up Identity | What Is True Beauty?

SO much in our lives is identity based. We determine who we are based on any number of things - the clothes we wear, the makeup on our faces, the friends we have, where we live, what we do, and even sometimes our relationship statuses. But what if we did something different? What if we determined our identities - determined our WORTH - based on what the God of the universe says about us?


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Cultivating the Secret Place

I think the best place to start when talking about the secret place is Jesus while He was on the earth. If Jesus had his own secret place, shouldn’t we? “Jesus went out as usual to the Mount of Olives, and his disciples followed him.” ― Luke 22:39 What I love about this verse is that Luke mentions that going to the Mount of Olives was Jesus’ usual thing to do. So often throughout the gospels it is mentioned that Jesus would leave to go pray, and we should follow that example. Which is why Jesus also gave us instruction on how to pray, giving us promises through seeking Him. Through seeking God in the secret place, we find deliverance and rest.

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4 Ways to choose your words wisely.

I think we’ve gotten careless, friend. I mean, we just talk and talk and talk. We send memes and gifs with others’ words because they seem relevant, they make fun of life, and we value the ability to be funny in a sarcastic way. If you listen to how those around you speak, you’ll start to hear things that come up a lot, and these things reveal so much about what’s going on underneath all of the humor, the comment crafting, the culture we wear like a second skin.

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How I Faced My Biggest Bully

I met this girl many years ago, although I don’t really remember how or when she became such a huge influence in my life. Nonetheless, here we are. She’s ruthless, cold-blooded, and extremely detrimental. She’s insulting and, frankly, she’s just annoying, and I can’t seem to get her words out of my head. I know I should just let her comments roll off my back, but they seem to come with a weight that I cannot carry on my own. She and I grew up together. In fact, we used to be really great friends. We’ve been through everything together. She used to give me great advice and comfort me when things weren’t going the way they should. She never left my side. We kept each other’s secrets and shared each other’s stories. Our conversations would go on for hours on end, causing many sleepless nights. She adored me.

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