My nature in the flesh and the need for expediency and perfection is a great source stress, worry, irritability, and anxiety that eats me alive and robs me of peace—my mind spins—and it does so quickly. This pattern does not only effect me, but it effects those around me, especially my family and for certain, my marriage. It blinds me.
Those closest to me know I’ve deemed Summer 2016 as “The Summer of Healing.” Because of the stresses of life there was only so much emotional healing I could deal with at any given time. I was in survival mode and could only handle a small drip of emotional revelation and healing at a time. Like a cactus that would die from a flood, God was gracious to only allow sprinkles of revelation, for the flood would surely have been my demise.
In Our Bodies as a Temple & Tapping Into Our Motivations, I talked about the importance of coming up with systems for living out daily wellness, specifically in terms of exercise, reading, and eating patterns. Here are a few random tips that I've discovered that you may find useful. Do you have any useful tips for [...]
I hate food. I do not cook. I do not want to cook. I do not ever want to touch raw meat. Ever. There are times in the kitchen when I’m gagging so much that I have to leave the room to compose myself. If it were up to me to provide food for my [...]
Several months ago, my grandmother recommended a book to me called The Power of Blessing by Kerry Kirkwood (available in the Macatee Wellness store). Usually when the Lord brings me a book on a specific topic, it’s because I’ve been wrestling with an idea or a concept for a while and have been praying over [...]
Well, I wouldn't say I'm the most chill person in the world, and I stay pretty intense at my "normal," but there are times when my internal anxiety, tension, and stress go through the roof. And I can feel how short my fuse is. I wanted to murder my husband and child several times over the last week and they were nothing but a delight (sorry guys, it's me not you. really.). Then Mommy Guilt sets in and I'm in a vicious cycle of Trigger-BlowUp-FeelGuilty-ChillForAMinute-BeNice-For60Seconds-BlowUpAgain.
