COMFORTING SCRIPTURES FOR STRENGTH AND HOPE IN THE WAIT.
Waiting can feel like standing in the middle of a long, quiet hallway, unsure of which door will open or […]
COMFORTING SCRIPTURES FOR STRENGTH AND HOPE IN THE WAIT. Read More »
Waiting can feel like standing in the middle of a long, quiet hallway, unsure of which door will open or […]
COMFORTING SCRIPTURES FOR STRENGTH AND HOPE IN THE WAIT. Read More »
People often say that childhood trauma has no business growing with you; that at some point, it’s meant just to fade away, disappear, like adolescence. But it doesn’t work that way.
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I entered September with so much energy and motivation. But recently, there has been this unexplainable heaviness. The kind that
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It was a blazing day, the sun kissed the earth roughly with no love.The sky burned gold, its clouds laced
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Help! Being a serial people pleaser is draining my peace and messing with my mental health.
All my life, I’ve had this compulsive need to put everyone’s needs before mine and have never really known how to say “no”.
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Dear Hummingbird, I find it tough to accept how hard it becomes to make and keep friendships as we grow
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I’ve had dozens of friendships in my life, surrounded by so many voices and faces, yet some days I’ve felt
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While I waited,I tried to remember every word you ever said.I held on to your promises like a lifeline.I found
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Let me whisper love into your ears,Soft as the wings of a dove.Let it drift gently through you,Like the peaceful
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Dear Hummingbird, I’m embarrassed to face God. You can’t imagine the shame I’m feeling right now as I type this
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