Below you'll find a list of all posts that have been tagged as “fear”
“Are these tears of gratitude?” my counsellor asked as my eyes began to well up. I bit my lower lip and rivers of pain spilled down my face.
“No.” I answered. “I have no words for it yet, but obviously it’s something deep.” I was surprised by the sudden release of emotion. She had asked me a question about Tim and our marriage.
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Dear post-baby body,
To everyone else in the world, you probably look pretty much the same as you did three years ago, before pregnancy and childbirth ran their course. But you’ve changed. We both know it. I didn’t mind the changes so much during the first year of motherhood when breastfeeding melted off the pounds and moved me up a bra size, but now that the baby is weaned and things are back to “normal,” it’s quite a different story.
“Courage is not the absence of fear, but action in the face of fear.” – Unknown
As we launch into 2013, Tim and I both feel significantly drawn to the word, “Courage.” It’s an invitation, a challenge, a rally cry and a prayer.
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In our marriage, we do our best not to shy away from a good fight. Resolving conflict in a healthy manner is high on our priority list. But even better than a good fight is a fight that is avoided. I’m not talking about ignoring the conflict or sweeping things under the rug. I’m talking about bridging the differences before a conflict occurs. Fighting takes a lot of energy and time, so if we can save it up for something more fun, we’d much rather do that.Read More
Without realizing it, I had slowly become a coward. This week, God invited me to step out of that hiding place and really live again.
Ever since I burned out at the end of 2007, I somewhat unconsciously swung from go-with-a-gusto approach to life to self-protection mode. (Visit here for my blog dedicated to my burnout experience.) I think it’s natural and understandable that I reacted to feeling utterly depleted and spent from life by being careful with how I used my time and energy. But I was gently shown this week that the pendulum had swung to the other extreme. I had, in a way, over-corrected.
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[Finding My Voice is a series of blog posts on key decisions I made in my 20s.]
Defining decision: as much as possible, choose love over fear
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