One fabulous Thinker

Dear Friend, This season has stretched me to the limit. Complete depletion. Every part of me is tired, every expectation worn thin. I poured myself into family, church, marriage, and kids. I served, I gave, I did everything right. And I thought I understood love, I thought I grasped it. But the truth is… I wasn't really choosing myself . I wasn't really loving myself . And the hardest part? I constantly struggled with feeling worthy . I knew God loved me, but I didn't always feel deserving of that love. I hadn't really sat with it, let it wash over me, or breathed it into the spaces that felt unworthy, tired, or broken. Slowly, God began to teach me. Not in grand revelations, but in quiet, tender ways. Moments when He whispered that I am enough . Moments when I felt His love reaching the spaces I had kept closed off. And now, finally,  my soul truly knows God's love . I can feel it deeply, fully, in a way that heals the tired, worn, and weary parts of me. I can ...