I thought that I gave everything, surrendered every part Till Jesus looked at one last dream and said “Give me your heart” I argued, fumed, and cried so much, to hold on to that dream. Not knowing that this one last part had come between me and Him. Little by little, year by year that dream began to shatter I kicked and screamed and put up a fuss while my heart grew bruised and battered Finally, giving up all hope I decided, at least to try. To live in contentment day by day

Please enjoy this guest blog post from my friend Laura! I have been waiting, for what feels like ages. I’m currently 24 and have never dated anyone—much less gone on a date. If you were to tell me a few years ago that I would still be single at the age of 24, I would have been super discouraged. However, within the past few years, my view of singleness has changed. I now see singleness as a blessing. Roughly two years back, I thought I was given the opportunity to get to know

For most of my life I didn’t realize (at least not until my 30s with much prayer and therapy) that I had codependent performance tendencies buried beneath my drive to help, serve, and show up for others. There were parts of me quietly struggling with a deep need to perform and to earn acceptance, which made me cling to familiar toxic dynamics that felt like stability simply because they were all I knew: the kinds of patterns I had normalized for years to compensate for a lack