I never would have thought I’d ever say this, but here it goes—I’m home for the holidays.
This was something I wanted three years ago. Every year, there would be just that one moment where the opportunity would present itself then slip away just as quickly as it came. But tonight, I find myself over it.
One morning I was reflecting on what it means to walk with God. And as imperfect as this narrative was, perhaps this is what it could look like.
It’s October 8, and that in less than two months, another decade will come to an end.
Pain has a way of making you stop what you’re doing, and realize that something’s not right. Pain, for people like me, is God’s big, green signal to slow down and assess what’s really going on—not just in your body, but in your heart. In my case, the pain I carried was not only physical, but also emotional and mental.