In His Hands

In the face of discouragement

This is the place

Where I must seek His face in prayer

I must cast my little cares on Him immediately

Or little cares pile up and make a mountain

They proceed to crush or bury me

But daily

If I bundle up my burdens

And leave them at His feet

Admit my need and call for aid

I’ll find relief and peace

And courage

If I release them

I’ll not have a care in the world

Because He’ll have them

All of them, no matter their weightiness

Just like He has me

And there’s no room for worry or fear

In the hands of my Loving Father

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Impending Doom unsubstantiated

Does freaking out make one a freak?

I read the warning

Of course, it was in red letters

A Fear Examined

I’ve felt fear before

But not like this

Pass Me the Remote

Don’t ever let anyone tell you you’re stupid, ugly, too young or too old, boring, undesirable, weak, incapable, useless, or crazy. Ignore them, distance yourself from them, for they don’t know you or care about you. Anyway, you do a more than adequate job of abusing yourself. You don’t need any help with that. 😉

This Momentary Life

This is it

This moment right here

This one mundane, terrifying, sublime, extraordinary moment

Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Feelings

Feelings

Who knew they could be so much trouble

The Snowshoe Fiasco

Note from the Author: All of the pictures in my post today, with the exception of the Pixabay snowshoe picture, are of the hike I was on courtesy of George Mach, an exceptional photographer and friend.

I went hiking in the mountains on Saturday. My friend invited me to hike Spreading Ridge on the Icefields Parkway, the majestic, mountainous road linking Lake Louise and Jasper. There would be seven of us. I was told to bring cleats and snowshoes, as there would still be snow. Temperatures would range from +5 °C at the bottom to -5 °C at the top. It was a two hour drive from Calgary and as we travelled North, the landscape looked gradually more wintery. I’ve never been a huge fan of winter, but in the last number of years, I’ve tried to embrace it more, as it’s an inescapable reality in Canada.

A Prayer for Ukraine

I woke and took up your word

And read about the gift you gave

Mountains are for Climbing

Many of you know, if you’ve been reading my blog for awhile, that I struggle with an eating disorder. You can read more about that here. Lately, with the ongoing threat of Covid and the increased patient load at my workplace (you can read about what I do here), I’ve been succumbing to the urge to rapidly consume the contents of my cupboards, healthy or otherwise. I recently took the important step of booking an appointment to see a professional about my problem. I’ve always been a self-helper. Whenever my behaviours resulted in too many unpleasant outcomes, I would read widely on my issues and adopt new coping strategies. Often, this would produce small, lasting changes, but I’m finally ready to admit that I’ve done what I can and I need another’s perspective and guidance.

Embrace the Chaos

After fashioning

A messy bun