I Thought I Blasphemed The Holy Spirit | Obsessive & Intrusive Thoughts

First, and foremost, I'm not against medicine. I think God provides medicine for the mind, in the same way, He provides medicine and help (like physical therapy) for the body. Also, I am not a licensed doctor or therapist.  Our mind is a lot more complex than any other part of our body. It often … Continue reading I Thought I Blasphemed The Holy Spirit | Obsessive & Intrusive Thoughts

Living Hell | Poem

Strings wrapped around my wrists and ankles. Wings broken and torn, my soul tangled.   I thought it was a small room. My body, temple, home. But I realize, too soon, crumbling, truth begins to foam.   Around the walls dissolving into a toxic cage. Myself exposed, naked. Cloaked in bitterness and rage.   Soaking … Continue reading Living Hell | Poem

Standing Out In The World Means We Will Be Different

Being a Christian means we SHOULD NOT relate to everyone in everything. If we want to reach the world, we have to give up the world. Hear me? We can't relate to people through passions of the flesh. That helps no one. It doesn't point people to Christ. It pulls people away. If we are … Continue reading Standing Out In The World Means We Will Be Different

Stop Coddling Your Sin & Making Excuses

This topic has been brought up a couple of times to me recently, and I felt God really tug on my heart to write about it. I know this won't be easy. But I want us all to be pointed to Christ. I've had so many issues trying to write this post, freezing, almost crashing, … Continue reading Stop Coddling Your Sin & Making Excuses

When You Write The Hard Stuff

This week on Inside Cup has been a big one. I've shared a lot of challenging posts in one week, and I haven't really done that since I started blogging. Yesterday's post (see Friday below), in particular, is really interesting to me because before I published it I already was preparing my heart that I … Continue reading When You Write The Hard Stuff

A Plant In The Window | Midweek Inspiration

I'm a plant in the window. I see all kinds of things. From rainstorms to snow to butterfly wings.   People pass my window. Aloft inside their head. Faces stuck into phones. Hands clenched in dread.   I grow from the sunlight. From the Healer's kind hand. Yet these same people have it but refuse … Continue reading A Plant In The Window | Midweek Inspiration