No need to bend under the weight of past mistakes. That kind of bending breaks us.

In the middle of the pain you didn't cause, the change you didn't want, or the reality you didn't know was coming . . . your life can still be beautiful.

felt stuck with a suffocating sense of wanting to feel better but not knowing how. My brain has such a hard time overriding my heart sometimes. One rejection after another did quite a number on my heart. And each new rejection didn't just add hurt; it multiplied the pain that was already there. That accumulation created a dark feeling of hopeless defeat.

Today's rejections, big or subtle, are like stealth bombs that zing straight to my core, locating hurts from my past and making them agonizingly present all over again.

it comes to my struggles with feeling unglued.

The voices of condemnation, shame, and rejection can come at you, but they don't have to reside in you. That's your miracle in the mess.

Most people are walking around with way more hurts from their past than we can ever imagine. Pretty much everyone has at some point been deeply hurt by someone. That's your "me too.

The enemy may be vicious, but he is not victorious.

Girls who have the lingering whispers of rejection still echoing in the hollows of their soul rarely feel completely held safe. So

I'm not equipped to handle what she has, both good and bad--and what she has is always a package deal of both.

The resulting hurt of any form of rejection can linger and entangle us from moving forward if we don't put it behind us.

Even when people turned on Jesus, He didn't let a goodbye turn Him into someone He was never meant to be