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“Faith Over Fear”
Faith over fear. It’s on t-shirts, mugs, wall art, stickers, and a common slogan we throw around as Christians. And if you’re a Christian who suffers from anxiety, well, I’m betting that you’ve…
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Mommy Needs Medicine – And That’s Okay
“Mommy, what is that?” “It’s Mommy’s medicine for her anxiety. It’s one of the ways that God helps me.” Seemed like a simple response and he took the answer without having any further…
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10 Scriptures for the Anxious Heart
Dear God, please put my anxious heart to rest tonight so I can get some sleep. It’s in my prayers every night, without ceasing. Sometimes I find peace when my head hits that…
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I Have Faith and a Mental Illness
I have Jesus. And I have anxiety. I have faith. And I’ve experienced depression. I’ve contemplated ending my life. And God put a semicolon in my story. I’ve had panic attacks while clinging…
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Having Anxiety Doesn’t Make You a Bad Mom
My anxiety sometimes makes me feel like a bad mom. Sometimes, I even hate the mother I am because of how it can take over. It makes me snap at my children when…
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Mental Illness Doesn’t Make You Less Christian
Hey friend, there’s something I think we need to address because it’s weighing on my heart. There’s this stigma I want to break, and out of all the faith bloggers I follow, very…
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As Christians, We Often Suffer in Silence
We often suffer in silence. If it’s postpartum depression, we believe if we tell someone, then they’ll think we’re ungrateful for this beautiful baby that God has gifted us. We believe they’ll think…
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Give it To God and Go To Sleep
Thud. Thump. Thump. Thump. My eyes popped wide open. It’s just my son turning over and hitting his head on the wall, I thought. Or he’s got up to get some water. But…
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A Mother Worries Because a Piece of Her Heart is Always With Her Children
You gave me such anxiety after you were born. Your birth experience did not help and made it worse than it was with your brother, but the postpartum anxiety was higher with you.…
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God’s Got It All So Get Some Sleep, Mama
At night is when my mind races the most. Did I turn the burner off after dinner? Here we go . . . Did I check the garage door to make sure it…
