We love ‘em. We can’t stand ‘em. We live with ‘em every day. Siblings are a part of most of our lives, and as you probably know, they can get a little frustrating here and there. But siblings are also wonderful companions and friends. So, as Christians, how can we get along better with our …
Loner. Shy. Awkward. Quiet person. I’ve heard and owned all these labels. Staring off into space, wondering whether to go to youth group tonight or stay home and find something to do. If you go, you’ll be lonely. If you stay home, you’ll be lonely. Either way you’ll always be lonely. You can’t win. I …
Have you ever seen friendship in a book or a movie and wished you could have that experience? Media paints a beautiful picture of friendship. But in real life, finding and growing friendships can be tough. I know how it feels to struggle with friendship. As an introvert, nine times out of ten I would …
An angry Facebook post. Teenage drama that leads to a week long argument. A riot in the streets of your city. Complete strangers taking out their anger on people they don’t even know. The world is so full of anger today. From our phone screens to the streets of our hometown, it’s impossible to escape …
Little children love to mimic others. Whether it’s a sibling, friend, or parent, they’re always observing and copying the behaviors of those around them. This can be both a curse and a blessing. Sometimes it encourages them to help us do chores around the house, while at other times they pick up on our bad …
Today we’re sharing an interview with Eleni Brooks, a young lady who has had an experience with something that can make her feel wilted: a chronic illness called PCOS.
As Children of God, we should become light in darkness. In Matthew 5:14-16, Jesus says, “Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on a hill cannot be hid. Neither do men light a candle and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light to all …
You’re hiding again, curled up by the window, tears streaking down your face. With a frustrated sigh, you wipe at your cheeks, trying to stop crying. You’re breaking down again, as if this hasn’t already happened a half dozen times this week. Why are things like this? Why can’t you just hold it together? Beside …