By Joy Lopes
Staff Writer for The Daily Grace Co.
It is tempting to feel as though God has forgotten us in seasons of suffering.
“If He knows the pain this is causing me, why has He left me in it?”
Other seasons may be filled with temptations toward sin that feel unbearable and leave you questioning whether God sees your struggle.
“Doesn’t He see how hard I am fighting?…
By Sarah Morrison
Former Staff Writer for The Daily Grace Co.
We’ve all been through fires—burnt, scorned, and seared. And as long as our feet are planted on this earth, we will go through more. There is no shortage of suffering for this world to dole out to its inhabitants—relationships, jobs, and bodies have all been ravaged by a broken and dissonant world—a world that needs more of Jesus. …
By Lauren Bowerman
Originally Published in Be Still Magazine, Issue 13
How do you put into words the loneliness of depression? How do you explain it when deep weariness seems to cling to you day after day? How do you articulate to fellow believers – to people who look to you as a “strong Christian woman” – that only weeks ago you sat on your bathroom floor, barely able to breathe except to utter the words to God or whoever might be listening, “Why don’t you love me?”
How?…
By Brittany Allen
Originally Published in Be Still Magazine, Issue 4
We are a broken people, am I right?
Each of us come from various backgrounds and upbringings that shape our character and struggles. We have been broken by others, broken by this world and are undeniably broken at the core of our being.…
By Sarah Morrison
Staff Writer for The Daily Grace Co.
I had a bad day. Well, it was a week. Maybe it’s actually been the past year. Or two. But on this particular day, unmet needs, unanswered prayers, disappointments, and an hour-long wait at a restaurant all intersected at a weird, chaotic four-way stop.…
By Brittany Allen
Originally Published in Be Still Magazine, issue 8.
I’ll never forget it.
I can never unsee it, and I can never unfeel it.
The pain of watching the ultrasound tech search for that once obvious baby while contractions pulsed and tears filled my eyes was one of the most excruciating things I’ve experienced both physically and emotionally.…
Something frustrating, confusing, unthinkable happened. Something that turned my stomach inside out. Something that burdened me like an elephant resting on each shoulder. At the news, the number one thing I heard over and over and over was: “Everything happens for a reason.”
I grew more and more disheartened with each time someone relayed to me that phrase.…
“What is God’s calling on my life?”
Oh, the question every Christian seems to have been asking since the day they were converted! And to be honest, I’m not a huge fan of it.
We tend to view a “calling” as a passion God has placed in our heart.…