Posts Tagged ‘Problems’

Bekah from the Wally Show is a Terrible Person

“I’m a terrible person.”   That’s been the second thing on my mind for the better part of a week now. The first thing on my mind has been all of my own problems.  #firstworldproblems I am the best of the best when it comes to throwing pity parties. Getting a cold before the trip? I better start feeling sorry for myself.  Uncomfortable airplane seats? I have the roughest life. My hair tie is too tight? How am I to survive!? I know… … Continue reading

When Your Problems Feel Big and God Feels Small

Christian music has the power to jolt us out of our mundane, stagnant lives and to remind us of truths we didn’t know we forgot.  I was sitting there in the crowd like a thousand other women. I was listening to the speakers on the stage and singing along with the songs. I was going through the motions (something that had become far too common for me.) It was a typical night at a WAYFM… … Continue reading

I Had 99 Problems Yesterday

Poverty has a way of making you question everything you thought was important; at least it did for me today. I was overwhelmed by how little the people in rural Ghana have compared to me. Yet while living in conditions far worse than I could even imagine, they are content and so grateful for what God has given them. One of my biggest pet peeves is hearing someone constantly complain. I usually roll my eyes… … Continue reading

Quit whining about church: 4 Lame Excuses People Give for Leaving Their Church

The problem with my old church was …  That’s a phrase you will only hear in the modern, Western church—particularly in the United States. In first-century Jerusalem, if you didn’t like the music, the pastor or the amount of perfume Sister Bertha wore, you had to stay and work it out. Where else would you go? Disclaimer: What I’m about to say has nothing to do with people who are far from God. I’m writing it… … Continue reading

Let’s Stop Blaming God and Others for Our Problems

Last night I picked up the phone and dialed nervously. It was time to change. Time to finally take responsibility for my choices, my emotions, and my reactions. It was time to call my dear friend Sarah and apologize. See Sarah hurt me, she did, but I am responsible for what I did with that hurt. I pulled away from her. I got angry. I did not deal with it well. I called to apologize… … Continue reading