“A relationship would make me feel better. I need a man to complete me, make me feel like a woman” when all I really want... is love.
What do you do when you have no more strength to weep?
Standing up is hard. Facing the crowd is terrifying. You see what they did to Jesus?!
Why would I want to experience that??
I went to Princeton to learn about the PhD program, but I left with Champions.
The thorn is necessary to keep me humble, but it does not take away my ability to do what I was created to do.
What was once filled with life and vigor, pride and celebration is now desolate, lifeless, and one big mess. And, it all started with a simple explosion.
Why was this happening to me?! What was going on?! How do I make it stop?! Too afraid of myself to move, I fell over on the bed, curled up in a ball, and cried myself to sleep. Little did I know, This would be the first of many dark nights that I would not experience until later in life.