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Emotions: God Can Handle Our Raw and Honest Feelings

The emotions that arise from hurt and pain can be overwhelming. Instead of shutting down, we can be honest with God about our feelings. This post looks at the life of Hannah to learn what to do with our feelings.



If we are honest with ourselves, I think most of us would admit we struggle with emotions. They can be so big and rise so fast. Sometimes we anticipate them while other times they overwhelm us without warning. It’s easy to settle into the extremes of emotions too. It’s often more comfortable to either camp out in believing all emotions are sinful and must be avoided or emotions are all right and must be followed without fail.

For many years, I stayed firmly in the “all emotions are sinful and must not be felt” category. I am really good at numbing feelings or ignoring them. Yet as much as I work to push them aside, they are always there. I succeed in not feeling them for a time, but eventually they cannot be ignored any longer. Plus, as I have studied the Bible more and more, I have seen emotions in the Scriptures in ways that are not sinful. That challenges everything I believe about them and led me to study deeper.

As I dug into God’s word looking for His truth about emotions which He created, God took me deeper into the story of Hannah in 1 Samuel. We may not immediately think of her story when thinking about emotions, but Hannah has much to teach us about feelings and the God who hears.

Hurt and Pain…

Hannah’s story is one of heartache and pain. Her husband married two women, Hannah and Peninnah. Even worse, Peninnah had children while Hannah remained barren. Hannah longed for a child, but she could not conceive. The ache was deep. However, Peninnah taunted and provoked her, deepening her pain. Hannah’s barrenness was thrown in her face time and time again as each month passed as the one before. Grief upon grief, sorrow upon sorrow.

In looking closer at her story, the words used to describe her pain stood out to me. Her various places in her story and in various versions, descriptions of her pain include bitterness of soul, anguish, great anxiety. She is described as deeply hurt and deeply distressed. These are strong words for intense pain. Even if you cannot relate to the causes of Hannah’s pain, maybe you can relate to some of these feelings. I know I can.

So what does Hannah do with this deep, aching grief she carries year after year?

She was deeply distressed and prayed to the Lord and wept bitterly.

1 Samuel 1:10, ESV

Eli, the priest, saw her praying, moving her mouth but praying quietly in her heart. He accused her of drunkenness.

But Hannah answered, “No, my lord, I am a woman troubled in spirit. I have drunk neither wine nor strong drink, but I have been pouring out my soul before the Lord. Do not regard your servant as a worthless woman, for all along I have been speaking out of my great anxiety and vexation.”

1 Samuel 1:15-16, ESV

Earlier in the chapter, it says Hannah wept year after year. Days, months, years would come and go, yet her circumstances remained unchanged, her pain persisted, and tears fell hotly down her face. However, she took those tears, that pain, unashamedly to God.

The emotions that arise from hurt and pain can be overwhelming. Instead of shutting down, we can be honest with God about our feelings. This post looks at the life of Hannah to learn what to do with our feelings.

Honesty…

She poured out her soul. She wept bitterly. These were not quiet tears. She did not pray a prayer merely throwing out a request as if she was okay and it wasn’t important to her. This longing for a child, the taunts from words that cut her to her core, it mattered to her, and she let God know that. It was not drunkenness pouring out of her but pain and grief flowing from a deep bucket inside of her. She came to God anxious and vexed, distressed and broken. She laid all her emotions, no matter how hard or painful or ugly, at the feet of her Father.

Yet He listened. He didn’t turn her away and tell her to repent of being grieved and distressed. No, He heard the cries of His daughter. He welcomed her prayers and her feelings, and He listens and comforts her.

Then the woman went her way and ate, and her face was no longer sad.

1 Samuel 1:18b, ESV

After pouring out her pain and weeping bitterly of anguish and anxiety to her Father, she went on her way, ate, and her face wasn’t sad any longer. Her circumstances were the same. She was childless, and surely Peninnah continued her taunts. Still, God comforted her as she laid her grief before Him in raw honesty.

You probably know God granted her request. She conceived and bore a son, Samuel. Our prayers may not be answered in such fashion, and sometimes the pain just keeps aching, deeper and deeper. Still, we learn from Hannah who prayed such tears not knowing if God would answer the way her heart desired.

Though she knew she may never be given the child she longed for, she still went to God and with unmasked heart, she prayed and wept and found God in her grief. With the load of grief lightened, she walked away with the sadness gone from her face, resting in the promise that her God hears her.

The emotions that arise from hurt and pain can be overwhelming. Instead of shutting down, we can be honest with God about our feelings. This post looks at the life of Hannah to learn what to do with our feelings.

Our emotions…

We each have our own pains, our own griefs, our own buckets inside of us with anguish, anxiety, and hurt. We can try to numb them, not feel them, push them aside, or we can let them push us about on their every whim, unanchored and unstable. But there is another option. Following Hannah’s example, we can come to our Father with unmasked heart, pouring all the brokenness wrapped up in our grief at His feet.

We can weep bitterly, pray honestly, and rest in the promise that our Father hears. Every emotion, no matter how ugly or painful or difficult, we can take to our Abba and know He will meet us in our grief and carry our burdens with us. We can then stand up, though circumstances remain, with heart lighter and face brighter, for our God welcomes us into His arms, emotions and tears and all, gives us comfort, and hears our hearts.

For the God who welcomed Hannah’s weeping prayers of emotions all those years ago, is the same God who welcomes our weeping prayers of emotions today.


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Forgetful: Remember the Lessons We Have Learned

Once we overcome a struggle, we feel like we should never have to go back to relearn it. But we are forgetful people, and it’s ok to remember lessons previously learned.



Currently, I am in a season of forgetfulness. It’s super frustrating. In fact, last night as I began walking up the stairs, I was thinking of something I would need to do. By the time I got to the top of the stairs? I completely forgot about it. Sigh. No big deal, turn around, and go do what I forgot to do. This morning I couldn’t remember if I had finished drinking my coffee. I had, I found the mug in the sink. That may be a good sign I need more coffee. And then there was the day I forgot to shave my other leg. Serious issues.

I know it is because my mind is currently running in twenty different directions, and at a high speed in each of those directions! Honestly though, I like it this way. Typically I will go through spurts of this in my life, and then go through a season of rest. I know I’m about due for a rest.

My walk with the Lord is also in a season of forgetfulness. It too, is super frustrating but for different reasons.

I have been forgetful with lessons I’ve previously learned. Actually, I have gone back to read some of the things I wrote before. FocusedBold, Fearless, Control, Vision… Yep, there it is chronicled in the volumes of a digital library called a blog. Part of me doesn’t even remember writing that stuff, because that sure isn’t how I feel at the moment! Right now, I kinda feel Timid, Scared, Weak, and Frazzled.

Forgetful: Pride and Perfectionism

Aren’t I suppose to be the one encouraging others? People are encouraging me, and I’m thinking, “Isn’t this the advice I gave you six months ago?”

Yuck. Isn’t that disgusting? Sometimes I just really blow it. Honestly, I want to use a bunch of cuss words right here, because this pride is just so gross. Sometimes I can be a real spotted-spore-wagon (I highly recommend The Insultinator for moments like this. In this case it means “contagious seed planted by an alien on a butt”). It is in this moment however, I can acknowledge my need for a Savior. So much nastiness inside. So much grace needed.

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The thing is, I actually do feel like I am letting others down if I don’t have it all together. The voice in my head whispering lies is saying, “You don’t know what you’re doing, and those people know that, and they are ridiculing you for it.” The spiral into perfectionism spins quickly.

Then, to add insult to injury – forgetting these lessons I thought I knew so well, makes me feel weak. I think to myself, “Rachael you should be better than this. Rachael, get your act together!”

Once we overcome a struggle, we feel like we should never have to go back to relearn it. But we are forgetful people, and it's ok to remember lessons previously learned.

Remember: Grace and Humility

To be able to go to friends, sisters in Christ, and ask for their grace and patience, has been healing for me. I’ve had friendships go awry, so it is a bit scary for me to be vulnerable with friends. Truly, the only person I have ever felt comfortable enough to show all my wounds and weaknesses to is my husband. I am learning though, that I do have my safe people. With these safe people I can say, “Pray for me, I’m struggling.” I can say, “I don’t know what I’m doing, can we learn together.” And then there are those truly rare gems out there that I can be completely vulnerable with, and they simply nod in agreement and pray for me without giving advice.

Carry each other’s burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ.

Galatians 6:2, NIV

Christ is my ultimate safe place, even when I don’t feel it. Here recently, I haven’t been feeling safe. It all feels risky. I fear disappointment. I’m fearing doubt. It’s easy to feel bold when I am not exposed. Feeling bold when we’re vulnerable is a different story. Faith is easy when I feel like being faithful because everything is going smoothly, but being faithful when I don’t feel like it – this is where I will get stronger, this is where my endurance is developing.

For you know that when your faith is tested, your endurance has a chance to grow.

James 1:3, NLT

In these unsettling moments, I go back to the core of what I believe. I know that God is holy, holy, holy. I know He is all-powerful; yet, He desires to make Himself known to me. He is kind, and good. I am His child, and I have the freedom to ask Him – not demand – but ask for anything, and can trust the answer He gives. Once I remember the foundation of my faith, I am once again brought to humility. Here the burden begins to lift.

Praise the Lord!
Oh give thanks to the Lord, for He is good;
For His lovingkindness is everlasting.

Psalm 106:1, NASB

As the pride is lifted, and humility flourishes, I see that my struggles are a result of my sin. His kindness brings us to repentance. With repentance comes healing, and with healing comes restoration. Lesson re-learned.

Once we overcome a struggle, we feel like we should never have to go back to relearn it. But we are forgetful people, and it's ok to remember lessons previously learned.

Finally…

I know this will not be the last time I will need to walk through these lessons. I can rest knowing that the Lord is not expecting me to learn my lesson once and for all. After all, if we were able to obtain perfection, we wouldn’t need a Savior. He desires us so intensely, that nothing will stop His pursuit of us.


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Measure: Calculating the Flawed Logic of Comparison

To measure our own worth against that of our fellow humans, can be extremely toxic to our hearts. Recognizing the flaws of comparison can be difficult, but vital to the survival of our faith in God.



In our recent video we touched a bit on a collective feeling of comparison riddling our minds. This has hit my heart and I feel like I need to work through this (I feel like we all need to work through this). So, let’s do it together. Let’s recognize the flaws of comparison with the truth of God, in order to overcome the trap.

Measure: Less Than

Comparison has been a personal struggle, probably my whole life. There’s always someone better, someone prettier, someone smarter. In every stage of life, there’s always someone to compare yourself to. As a young girl, as a teen, as a young adult, as a mother, a wife. The list gets longer.

Recently, I shared my daily battle is to overcome negativity. Most specifically, negative thoughts of myself. I compare how I look, the way I parent, how clean my house is, my writing style, how I speak. Deeper yet, I compare my heart, my mission, my past, my present, my future (that’s ridiculous).

All of these comparisons are relative though, aren’t they? They depend on the opinions of the one comparing. So, one could say, I have a poor opinion of myself. I lack confidence. Everyone else is better. A cheap attitude of oneself, slaps God in the face and mocks His precious creation.

I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.

Psalm 139:14, NIV

To measure our own worth against that of our fellow humans, can be extremely toxic to our hearts. Recognizing the flaws of comparison can be difficult, but vital to the survival of our faith in God.

Measure: Greater Than

Oppositely, comparison is not exclusive to a low position. It can trap us from a lofty attitude as well.

“At least my sin isn’t as bad.”

“I’m glad I learned to overcome that issue.”

I know I have ventured to this type of place in my heart. Comparing myself to another believer leads to self-justification. I rationalize my own mess because it’s not “as messy” compared. Measuring our sin against that of another believer (or non-believer), opens the door for animosity. Then on to disdain. How dare we take on the role of God in judging the hearts of our brothers and sisters.

And He has given us this command: Those who love God must also love their fellow believers.

1 John 4:21, NLT

Not one of us is greater than any other. We are just different; with different struggles. All have been affected differently based on our unique environments. We are all growing in different ways, learning different lessons. We are all commissioned different ministries for the advancement of the kingdom of God.

As iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another.

Proverbs 27:17, NIV

All believers have been accepted into the family. Thus, our common denominator is God and His gift of salvation. That is all that matters. We are all unique and help strengthen each other. Hiding this truth in our hearts, exposes the lies of comparison.

To measure our own worth against that of our fellow humans, can be extremely toxic to our hearts. Recognizing the flaws of comparison can be difficult, but vital to the survival of our faith in God.

Measure: Equal To

“Well, I’m just as good as…”

This thought is also an extremely dangerous comparison. Our only evaluation should be against the commands and teachings of our Father.

Examine yourselves to see whether you are in the faith; test yourselves. Do you not realize that Christ Jesus is in you

2 Corinthians 13:5, NIV

Ultimately, we will never ascend to the greatness of God. We can never live perfect lives. Only Jesus Christ holds this status. Our intention is key. Are we recognizing how flawed it is to measure up to another human?

Measure: The Final Sum

It is human nature to constantly evaluate ourselves against others. However, God calls us to more. He calls us to be not of this world. It is impossible to truly compare ourselves to another human being, because we are all sinful. We are all flawed.

To measure ourselves against another, is to lack all faith in the will of our Father. He does unique work in each of us, and purposes us in accordance with His plan.

Need help overcoming comparison? Consider reading the entirety of 2 Corinthians, chapter 10.


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Cherished: Stop Self-Deprecating, and Start Being Kind

Being loved and cherished by the Almighty, we are free to accept ourselves. It is time to stop self-deprecating, and start being kind to ourselves.



Psst! Come in close. I have a secret…You are AWESOME! Yes, I am talking to you. You are God’s creation, made in his image. How can you be anything other than wonderful? Believe it!

Some of you don’t believe this. I know because I’ve heard you and even joined you in making comments like: “I am so fat.” “I have to smile because I have resting *****face.” “It is a bad hair day.” “Why do I look like this?” I have looked at myself in the mirror and seen someone so wanting that it seemed impossible to see why anyone would want me.

Cherished: Stop Self-Deprecating

Here is a hard truth I want you to think about, because I love you…

Whoever claims to love God yet hates a brother or sister is a liar. For whoever does not love their brother and sister, whom they have seen cannot love God, whom they have not seen. And he has given us this command: Anyone who loves God must also love their brother and sister.

1 John 4:19-21

Added to this, I would also say that God wants you to love yourself. Way easier said than done, I know, but we have to work on this.

Here is my naked confession: I have seen myself as short, fat, doudy, babyish, bossy, ugly, unattractive, and unlovable. I have cried myself to sleep, felt deep shame for walking out the door, and wondered why God even put me on this earth. In front of others I have demeaned myself and worse, I’ve done it in front of my daughter.

I don’t want to add extra stress to your life, but we have to stop it. You are a child of God. I am a child of God. He doesn’t want you, or anyone, putting you down.

Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

Philippians 4:4-7

Being loved and cherished by the Almighty, we are free to accept ourselves. It is time to stop self-deprecating, and start being kind to ourselves.

Cherished: Be Kind to Yourself

Jesus loves you so much. He chose you, even knowing you are imperfect. He was born, lived, worked, loved everyone, and died for you! Jesus was, is, and always will be perfect. So His love for you is equally perfect. Remember how Jesus feels about you.

No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God lives in us and His love is made complete in us.

1 John 4:12

Being loved and cherished by the Almighty, we are free to accept ourselves. It is time to stop self-deprecating, and start being kind to ourselves.

So what should we do when we want to say these things or hear others say them? Simple…Pray. Open your heart to God and let His love pour into you. He will always be there in the moment. He will drive the doubt and fear away and give you the joy He means for you to feel in His love.

There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment.

1 John 4:18

I have found prayers in God’s word are so comforting. They are His word and float right to my heart. When I am feeling defeated or tempted to say self deprecating comments, I remember His word.

I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do all this through Him who give me strength.

Philipians 4:12-13


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Disappointing: Acceptance Is Not Based On Perfection

We don’t need to attain perfection in order to have acceptance from God. We may feel we are disappointing, but this is not how He feels about us.



I was at the gym a few days ago when I got a text from my mom that quoted a devotional we both read. “If God had a face, what kind of face would He be making at you right now?” I responded, “What are you waiting for? Why are you wasting time? Come to Me. I’m here.” I know there is much to be had in the presence of God, but I feel like my feet are cemented in the ground. I have been praying for the strength to shake it off and move in His power.

My mom responded “I used to always see a disappointed face. Now…He’s usually smiling.” When I read that I started crying! It took me by surprise, but I didn’t even care that I was in public. How long have I been operating from a low-level belief that God is often disappointed with me? Since that day I have been seeking to erase that lie and, as my 16-year-old daughter likes to joke, kill it with fire!

Disappointing: Striving for Perfection

Who is a God like You, pardoning iniquity and passing over transgression for the remnant of His inheritance? He does not retain His anger forever, because He delights in steadfast love.

Micah 7:18, ESV

Don’t we all agree God loves His children where we are? Yet we don’t fully believe it. It sounds good. Our spirit wants to trust that He is pleased with us. But our flesh is hard pressed to maintain the appearance of perfection. Pride is a liar. Striving to be perfect as our heavenly Father is perfect is a worthy goal. But He never once said in scripture that we were to strive alone. Jesus sent us a Helper.

Nevertheless, I tell you the truth: it is to your advantage that I go away, for if I do not go away, the Helper will not come to you. But if I go, I will send Him to you.

John 16:7, ESV

Yesterday morning, I looked at myself in the mirror and said, “No one is as disappointed in me as I am.” We are our biggest critics, our own worst enemy. We’re relentless! I referred back to the conversation with Mom and soaked up her final thought from that day at the gym. “As we draw closer to Jesus, the Spirit searches deeper, turns the spotlight on brighter, so to speak. So what you’re feeling is a sign of growth.” Essentially, now that I feel like a fool I’m free to get over myself! It’s time to shake off that cement I was griping about and move toward truth.

Let those who delight in My righteousness shout for joy and be glad and say evermore, ‘Great is the Lord, who delights in the welfare of His servant!’

Psalm 35:27, ESV

We don't need to attain perfection in order to have acceptance from God. We may feel disappointment in ourselves, but He feels love and fondness for each of us.

Disappointing: Acceptance

Several years ago, while at Sojourn Church in Louisville, Daniel Montgomery shared two situations with the congregation before posing a question. First, he told us about a day where he basically got up on the wrong side of the bed. He was a grump-o-potomus the entire day, yelled at his kids, snapped at his wife and acted like a bear with his co-workers. The following day his quiet time was anointed and birds were singing. He loved on his family, was courteous to strangers at the coffee shop, and encouraged and laughed with his coworkers. That evening ended with a time of family devotion.

He asked which of those days we thought God was more pleased with him. The obvious answer is the day where he did everything right. But he said, “Neither!” God doesn’t base His affections toward us on our performance. He loves us and delights in us because we are His workmanship. Clearly, we are accountable for our actions, but we are His kids no matter how emotional or irrational we happen to be feeling on any given day.

We don't need to attain perfection in order to have acceptance from God. We may feel disappointment in ourselves, but He feels love and fondness for each of us.

Your turn…

Anyone who is in Christ is a new creation. We belong to the King of kings. Struggles are inevitable. Temptations win out. But when God looks at us He sees Jesus, not our shortcomings. How differently would your day look if you truly believed that? The God of creation is fond of us.


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Disappointment With God: The Root of Our Frustration

If we are honest with ourselves, we have all felt disappointment with God. This post discusses two roots of our frustration, and how to be united with Him.



Last week, when it was 50 degrees and raining instead of 30 degrees and snow whistling by my window (as it is today!), I had to run errands. About a block from my home I checked to see if my umbrella was in its regular spot.  Blast! Picture this: distracted woman patting the back of passenger seat then back of driver’s seat while keeping car in lane. Clear the road, people!!

Assuming said umbrella was missing, I angrily said the potty word that has gotten our President in so much trouble in recent days. At the traffic light, I twisted around to look in the back seat.  There in the floor lay my animal print umbrella. My, did I feel sheepish…and convicted.

After confessing my anger, I asked Jesus what was going on with my heart. I mean, it was drizzling, not monsoon season! There was no danger of me melting. To my surprise, immediately the word disappointment flashed in bold letters in my mind.  Disappointment vocationally; disappointment concerning my life’s mission/impact; disappointment in the distance between us and our grandchildren. And so began a day’s-long dialogue with the Spirit about disappointment.

I’m learning that I set myself up for disappointment in several ways. Then subtly, even subconsciously, I blame God. I’m sure I’m not alone. David and other Psalmists complained often to God about situations that seemed unfair, (Ps. 13, for example). Phillip Yancey wrote a book about disappointment with God in 1997 with an update 25 years later. It sold well. Although Christians would rather not admit it, it seems fair to say there are periods in most of our lives when we feel disappointment with God.

But why?

Skewed Expectations

One reason, I believe, is because of our expectations of Jesus. Paul warned the Corinthians in 2 Corinthians 11:4 of falling prey to “another Jesus,” or a “different gospel”. Sometimes, our expectations or the expectations of our church doctrine may cloud our judgement regarding the genuine identity of Jesus. It isn’t as though false expectations are a new thing – the disciples walked daily with Jesus for three years and were completely unprepared for His death and resurrection! (They were still expecting an earthly king.) If I am worshiping a nicer Jesus, a cooler Jesus, a more culture-current Jesus rather than the Jesus of the Gospels, my expectations are askew. I am guaranteed disappointment because I’m dealing in fiction rather than faith.

I appreciate how Frederick Buechner described faith in Secrets in the Dark:

Faith is different from theology because theology is reasoned, systematic, and orderly, whereas faith is disorderly, intermittent, and full of surprises…faith is a stranger and exile on the earth and doesn’t know for certain about anything. [Hebrews 11] Faith is homesickness. Faith is a lump in the throat. Faith is less a position on than a movement toward, less a sure thing than a hunch. Faith is waiting. Faith is journeying through space and through time…When faith stops changing and growing, it dies on its feet.

And I might add, we begin to operate in “another Jesus” mentality.

If we are honest with ourselves, we have all felt disappointment with God. This post discusses two roots of our frustration, and how to be united with Him.

Selfish Motivation

Secondly, as much as I would like to see my prayers as selfless, my ‘disappointment inventory’ revealed that some of my prayers are my own plans, which I then hand to God for His stamp of approval. He can work out the details. (Ouch!) I’ve handed my heart over to dreams or plans which I’ve emotionally tucked away, out of sight, then wonder why Jesus doesn’t ‘come through’ with the realized answer! The answer lies with my motives and my heart, not God’s supposed stubbornness or failure to hear. I love what Thomas Merton said in an address to novices:

If I love God, I’ve got to love him with my heart.  If I love him with my heart, I’ve got to have a heart, and I’ve got to have it in my possession to give. One of the most difficult things in life today is to gain possession of one’s heart in order to be able to give it. We don’t have a heart to give. We have been deprived of these things, and the first step in the spiritual life is to get back what we have to give. (The Promise of Paradox)

When I have given my heart to my own ideas, plans, or dreams, it’s impossible to give it fully to Jesus. I may be pitching prayers up concerning these things, but I doubt they are making it past the ceiling. Scripture is clear about who gets first dibs on my heart. Deuteronomy 6:5, which is repeated by Jesus in Matthew 22:37, speak clearly concerning where my heart belongs, yet I feel it tugged in many other directions in this maddening world.

You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your might.

Deuteronomy 6:5, ESV

How can I lay my heart at the feet of my Lord, when it is a divided thing? How can I expect Him to answer prayers that are often, at most, spiritualized personal plans or at worst, self promotional?

If we are honest with ourselves, we have all felt disappointment with God. This post discusses two roots of our frustration, and how to be united with Him.

United

Thank God for His steadfast love which endures forever (Psalm 100:5 ESV)! I am grateful that we have a high priest who understands my weaknesses and forgives me (Hebrews 4:15).

I am continuing to pray for my heart to be united in my love for and faith in Jesus.  May any dreams or plans I have be God ordained.

Faith is a way of waiting – never quite knowing, never quite hearing or seeing, because in the darkness we are all but a little lost. There is doubt hard on the heels of every belief, fear hard on the heels of every hope, and many holy things lie in ruins because the world has ruined them and we have ruined them. But faith waits even so… (Secrets in the Dark)


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The Promise of Paradox: A Celebration of Contradictions in the Christian Life


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If we are honest with ourselves, we have all felt disappointment with God. This post discusses two roots of our frustration, and how to be united with Him.

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Adopted: Knowing Who We Were, and Who We Are

Our identity is made up of who we were, and who we are. We have been adopted, and given a new name. Our identity comes from the One to whom we belong.



Identity. We all have one. Often times our identity is multifaceted to encompass the many parts that make us who we are. It is vital that we understand our identity, but that isn’t always easy.

Half way across the world, there is a little girl who, for reasons unknown, cannot grow up in the family she was born to. Where she lives instead, she is identified by her status as an orphan. She has lost so much, experienced trauma no child should, and though she’s too young to understand it all right now, her identity to those who care for her is tied up in the title orphan. It’s a title she never asked for, born out of trauma she never deserved.

Adopted: A New Identity

This little girl, thousands of miles away, is soon to be my daughter. My family is matched with her. We expect to board a plane, fly clear across oceans, and sign the papers to bring this child into our family. We couldn’t be more excited.

In a moment, with the stroke of a pen, this little girl’s identity will change. She will no longer be an orphan. Rather, she will bear the title beloved daughter. She will no longer own the name that identifies her with the orphanage that now cares for her, but she will own the name that identifies her with our family. She will be a Fox.

I know, this sounds so wonderful and beautiful, and it is. However, my husband and I signing a paper will never undo the parts of her story that left her without the family she was born into. We can never remove that part of her story. We wouldn’t want to. It’s part of what makes her, well, her. However, in that moment when the adoption is finalized, she will not be identified by her trauma, her orphan status anymore. Those parts of her story remain, but she will be identified by her family.

When she receives her new identity as daughter, sister, Fox, she won’t understand what that means. She will join our family still living from the vantage point of all she’s ever known…a child without a family. All the coping mechanisms she has developed and uses to get by in an institution she will continue to use in our family. She will join our family scared and untrusting because she has grown up so far only counting on herself.

She will not understand how her new identity changes life for her. We, as her family and parents, will patiently love her and teach her and watch her grow into the identity that will already be hers once the papers are signed. Her identity will be secure, but we will come alongside her and help her learn that and trust that because it won’t be instant. We will stick with her no matter how long it takes as she heals from her trauma in the context of a loving family all the while learning what it means to be a daughter.

We will sit with her, listen to her, cry with her, laugh with her, join her in memories she has from before she joins our family, make new memories with her as part of our family. We will share her pain and her joy, her fears and her courage. It will be full of broken beauty, and we know God will be with her, with us, in all of it.

Adopted: Who We Were

Can you see the gospel yet? Do you see your own adoption into God’s family?

In similar fashion, I am adopted into God’s family. Before, my trauma identified me. Those years of abuse touched and wounded places so deep inside me it became me. The effects showed in every aspect of me. Yet, my identity as beloved daughter was sealed and secured the moment God saved me.

Just like that little girl across the world, when I received my new identity in Christ, I did not understand what it meant, how it changed life for me. The coping mechanisms I developed and used to survive the trauma continued. The effects of my experiences on me did not just disappear. God doesn’t erase the years of trauma. That remains part of my story, but now, in God’s family, that does not define me. It is not my identity any longer.

Our identity is made up of who we were, and who we are. We have been adopted, and given a new name. Our identity comes from the One to whom we belong.

Adopted: Who We Are

Though I was a victim, I am not A Victim. Now, God calls me My Delight is in Her.

You shall no more be termed Forsaken…but you shall be called My Delight is in Her…

Isaiah 62:4, ESV

Over the years since God brought me into His family, He continues to patiently love me, teach me, grow me into the identity He secured for me on the cross all those years ago. I came to Him scared, unsure how to trust, living still from the identity of my trauma that was so familiar. He came alongside me and still does, teaching me what it means to be Beloved Daughter.

Surely He has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows…

Isaiah 53:4, ESV

The Lord your God is in your midst, a mighty One who will save; He will rejoice over you with gladness; He will quiet you by His love; He will exult over you with loud singing.

Zephaniah 3:17, ESV

This growing into my identity in Him, in His family, is ongoing, yet He is with me daily through it all. He sits with me, listens to me, weeps with me, laughs with me. He meets me in the memories that haunt me, and He joins me in new memories with Him and His family, my family. He shares my pain and my joy, my fears and my courage. It is broken. It is beautiful. It is redemptive. It is adoption.

Our identity is made up of who we were, and who we are. We have been adopted, and given a new name. Our identity comes from the One to whom we belong.

Your turn…

What identity of your past do you find hard to shake?

Look to your Abba Father who is with you, teaching you, growing you into the identity of His daughter He secured for you long before you knew Him.

His Delight is in You.


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I was afraid, and running, and broken; but God loved, pursued, and redeemed me. It is because of this that I am beautiful, and enough.

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Adorn: Abandoning the Old and Clothing Ourselves With Salvation

Worldly garments look completely different than spiritual garments. Clothing ourselves in sin hinders our ability to adorn salvation daily.



Clothes. Such a necessity. But why, oh why, do they have to produce laundry? I absolutely loathe laundry. It is one of those chores that we will never see come to completion. Unless you’re a family of nudists (not judging, but kind of). I really have tried the one “load of laundry a day” tip. Y’all, this is not realistic.

My boys are so very blessed with loads of clothes (pun intended). They have clothes for each season. Clothes for school, for playing, for sleeping. Church clothes, Christmas clothes, sports clothes. Seriously, I’m really contemplating becoming a minimalist. But, no matter how many clothes they have, my boys still have their favorites. The ones they will wear whenever they are clean (sometimes even dirty). Special clothes that wear out, tear, have stains. Even still, these items are chosen over shiny new ones.

Have I hit the point yet? This is moving toward matters of the heart…

Adorn: Dirty Clothes

We do this, don’t we? We all have “items” we put on day in and day out. For me, I’m constantly trying to change out of perfectionism, negativity, and insecurity. The list goes on but these are my comfortable clothes. These are the 8-year-old yoga pants I do chores in because they have bleach stains all over. They fit perfectly, and I NEED something to clean in, right?!

Because I’m a mere mortal, it is not in my nature to habitually clothe myself with supernatural adornments. It does feel good to put on freshly laundered clothes. But, why is this such a difficult process in our own spirits? When sin creeps in and goes unaddressed, we become more and more comfortable wearing it. The elastic starts breaking in, so to speak (I think I’ve pushed this analogy as far as I should).

Worldly garments look completely different than spiritual garments. Clothing ourselves in sin hinders our ability to adorn salvation daily.

Adorn: Daily Clothes

Sneaky sin is not what our Heavenly Father wishes for us. He has created the most beautiful spiritual ornaments. However, spiritual clothes are more difficult for us “put on”. In the midst of anger, how easy is it to be compassionate? When depression overwhelms, it’s difficult to be joyful. Anxiety makes us feel a need to act quickly, instead of being patient and trusting in the Lord.

Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience.

Colossians 3:12, NIV

It takes daily submission and acceptance of this truth; we are His chosen. In every worldly situation and circumstance, we are to stand out. We are set apart and should not be wearing the same yoga pants as everyone else. These are not to be worn for our own glory, but for everyone to witness God’s glory. For all to see the precious gift of salvation through Christ Jesus.

Sing to the Lord, all the earth; proclaim his salvation day after day.

1 Cronicles 16:23, NIV
Worldly garments look completely different than spiritual garments. Clothing ourselves in sin hinders our ability to adorn salvation daily.

Adorn: Salvation Clothes

Most of us can remember the moment we accepted Jesus as our savior. It took me longer to understand what truly happens when we leave our sinful nature behind and accept the forgiveness and mercy of God. When we adorn our clothes of salvation, we are adorning ourselves in all that God has offered. Rest, protection, righteousness, joy, forgiveness, gratefulness, comfort, love.

I delight greatly in the Lord; my soul rejoices in my God. For he has clothed me with garments of salvation and arrayed me in a robe of his righteousness, as a bridegroom adorns his head like a priest, and as a bride adorns herself with her jewels.

Isaiah 61:10, NIV

In our salvation, it takes more than just washing our dirty clothes, we must learn to completely abandon them. Every. Single. Day. Salvation is the only piece of clothing I want or need to put on. For in salvation all else rests. It is humbling to know I can approach the throne of God in my ugly yoga pants, because He prepared a way for me to ditch them. In Him, I am made new. My old clothes don’t fit anymore.


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Captured: A True Story of Living in the Love of Christ

It can be tempting to view ourselves as victims when we find ourselves in difficult circumstances. Instead, we need to see that God is actually pursuing us. This is a true story of a lady who found herself captured, and her intimate experience of Christ’s love.



It is not uncommon for a friend to ask for prayer for another friend or acquaintance. It is not even uncommon to get updates about the particular situation that you were praying for. I, however, have the uncommon opportunity to share with you this story of a friend of a friend.

Our group of ladies from church were praying for weeks for a friend who had suddenly found herself in a detention center (aka prison). When asking for an update, it was not the story I was expecting, but one I knew I had to share. She graciously agreed to let me share this part of her journey. Please know, this is not about politics, or what views you may hold about immigration. This is a story about the goodness of God and the love of His son, Jesus. 

It can be tempting to view ourselves as victims when we find ourselves in difficult circumstances. Instead, we need to see that God is actually pursuing us. This is a true story of a lady who found herself captured, and her intimate experience of Christ's love.

Captured: Being Pursued

Early in May of 2017, Cindy, her husband, and their 2 daughters were traveling from Raleigh to Charlotte to report into the immigration office per the advice given to them by their immigration lawyer. They had applied for a visa in 2014, but were still waiting for approval. They were told to continue reporting in every 6 months until it was approved, and they would be in the clear. This time though, they knew things may be different. Never before did they fear deportation. Neither of them held a criminal record and they were doing all that they had been told to do. Laws were changing, however, and they knew in their gut they would need to be prepared for things to not go as smoothly as before.

When it was their turn to report in, they took her aside, separating her from her family. The officers began asking questions like, “Are you pregnant?” and, “How is your health?” Never before were these kind of question being asked. Then the bombshell. She would need to go back to Honduras to wait for the visa. Effective: Immediately.

Instantly, the officers were placing her in handcuffs, not allowing her to hug her two daughters, or kiss her husband. They were saying their goodbyes through glass, her daughters seeing her like a criminal. Bravely, she told her husband that everything was going to be ok, and he needed to call their friends and their church. While Cindy was coming to grasp the reality of her situation, her husband was told he could return home with his daughters, but would need to essentially deport himself back to Honduras.

Captured: Unexpected Grace

From Charlotte, they were transferring her to a jail in South Carolina, complete with an orange jumpsuit. Cindy was only in this location for a day, but with no windows, and no sleep, she has no recollection of the time spent there. She only knew the despair she was feeling and that she could not survive this on her own. She prayed, “God I can’t do this. You have to take care of this and my family.” Then, in the midst of her jail cell, peace that simply does not make sense, washed over her. In that moment she knew that whatever was going to happen, it was going to be ok.

During that day in the jail, she met three other ladies who were also detained for immigration. They, however, had been there for a few weeks. One of the ladies reminded her, “You know that our citizenship is not here. It is in heaven.” Cindy and these three ladies were continuing to connect their lives together during a seven hour drive to Atlanta, the location of the detainment center. Upon their arrival, other ladies were kind and helping them to figure out their new situation.

Quickly, they were connecting with a lady who had been leading bible studies and praying for all the detainees. The women were hungry to learn. Daily, they were studying the Word, wanting to read and learn all that they could. Not all of the ladies participating were believers. Some had never read the bible before. Through contacts from Cindy’s church, bibles were sent for the ladies to each have their own. Other ladies had never experienced baptism. One day, one of the ladies said, “We have water here, why couldn’t I be baptized?” So the ladies were gathering buckets meant for storage, took them down to the showers, and began baptizing. 

Captured: THE Church

She was constantly receiving letters and cards offering prayers and words of encouragement. A couple of ladies from her church drove 7 hours to visit her for just a handful of minutes. Numerous letters were being sent to the senator on her behalf. At one point other detainees were wondering if she was famous. No, she explained, just loved and cared for.

“It isn’t because I am this amazing person, it is because of Jesus and the love of God.”

They are the only latino couple in an all white church, and they often found themselves questioning whether they were in the right church. Before, they felt love and support; but through this experience, God was confirming to them that truly did have love and support. Now, they know they are in the right place. Their church became THE church, not just A church.

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Captured: A Rescued Relationship

Cindy acknowledges that before her detainment, she was living the life of a lukewarm christian. She prayed so often while she was in that place, and she saw that this was the relationship she was needing to have with God. She is grateful for the opportunity to have an impact on the lives of the other ladies she met there, but she is most thankful that this experience was instrumental in saving her marriage.

One night, weeks before her detainment, she was out with ladies from church at one of their homes. When she arrived home, he accused her of cheating on him. To put it very simply, it got ugly. No longer did she want to live that way. She was praying for God to mold her and change her. She was praying for their marriage to change. Before, he didn’t appreciate all that she did for their family. Now, he felt broken and desperate for their family to be whole again.

Captured: Christ’s Love

All in all, Cindy was in the detention center for 22 days. In those 22 days, her love for her husband and his love for her became secure. They are no longer living separate lives, but instead have a bond holding them together. In those 22 days, she learned what it meant to truly pray. She was no longer a cold Christian. In those 22 days, lives were going through a transformation that will go and transform their own circles, continuing to ripple. In those 22 days, a church in North Carolina put into practice the words of Christ.

Then the King will say… ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world. For I was… in prison and you came to me.’ Then the righteous will answer him, saying, ‘Lord, when did we… see you… in prison and visit you?’ And the King will answer them, ‘Truly, I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these… you did it to me.’

Matthew 25:34-40, ESV

Without bond or the requirement of wearing an ankle bracelet, she was free to return home. Home, where family was. Daily she was praying it would be the day she would be able to go home to her family. She knew she had a purpose there, but she was still longing to be home with her husband and daughters. The day they said she was going to be able to go home, she fell to her knees and gave praise to God.

It can be tempting to view ourselves as victims when we find ourselves in difficult circumstances. Instead, we need to see that God is actually pursuing us. This is a true story of a lady who found herself captured, and her intimate experience of Christ's love.

Captured: Freedom

Because she was allowing the Lord to pursue her in the midst of suffering, she now lives a life knowing how much the Creator loves her. She always knew that God was with her, providing and protecting her, but the way He was showing her love, and all that she was learning…

“I would go through all this again. It is all in His hands.”

She admits she was living a prideful life, but is now living with humility. The Lord put her through fire to create a masterpiece. She is now a better wife, mom, sister. Instead of thinking how she can change her husband, she prays what she can do to make their relationship better.

Arriving home, her home was full of friends and family. A rainbow filled the sky. Her nephew pulling her over to see it says, “Look Cindy, God says hi to you!”

He loves us fiercely, therefore, He pursues us fiercely!


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He loves us fiercely, therefore, He pursues us fiercely!

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Inheritance: The Source of Our Future and Present Hope

Our hope, and our inheritance is not found in earthly things. Our inheritance is the promise of the Creator Himself.



In the early hours of December 10, my mom took her last ragged breath in this world and took a cleansing, pure breath in the next one. Her mind and body were instantly restored as she was welcomed home by a loving embrace from her heavenly Father. I’m sure my dad was standing or kneeling somewhere nearby and a joyful reunion likely followed.

My parents were middle class folks. Any meager savings they may have accumulated was spent on medical bills during the years my dad faced his battle with cancer. An inheritance isn’t something that ever entered my or my brother’s minds.

My father-in-law is 91. He worked in and retired from a factory. He and my mother-in-law had 6 children, so he also worked many odd jobs, in addition to any extra shifts he was asked to work at the factory. They were frugal; she sewed, grew a garden each year, and canned vegetables. As a result, their six children never had an unmet need. However, other than a small, rundown farm, an inheritance of large sums of money is unthinkable.

Since her death, my husband and I have attempted to close my mom’s estate, such as it was. We have chuckled at some of the absurdities of government, (don’t get me started)…such as having to take a $13.67 check from the bank to the nursing home so that Medicaid would not think we were stealing from the estate. Really. Oh! And having to call the Veteran’s Administration twice to inform them of her death only to have them deposit her funds, and then send us a letter to send it back. You can’t make this stuff up…

Inheritance: The Source of Our Future Hope

Inheritance. What comes to mind when you think of the word? The child of a wealthy person? People sitting around an attorney’s desk with an air of expectancy? Siblings fighting over heirlooms or the jewelry? The Jerry Springer show? Interesting where our thoughts initially go when that word comes up.

Recently, I was remembering a favorite passage of scripture I turn to in difficult times. You wouldn’t think Lamentations could give anyone cause for hope (!), however, these verses always renew mine.

This I recall to mind, Therefore I have hope.
Through the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed, because His compassions fail not.
They are new every morning; Great is Your faithfulness.
“The Lord is my portion,” says my soul, “Therefore I hope in Him!”

Lamentations 3:21-24, NKJV

Our hope, and our inheritance is not found in earthly things. Our inheritance is the promise of the Creator Himself.

The Lord is my portion…

Today we have a tendency to think of a portion in regard to food, (as in smaller portions, since dieting is such a huge marketing focus.) Not surprisingly, there are other nuances of the word in the Old Testament that have become lost in today’s vernacular. In our simplification of the language for texting we often lose the richness of word meanings.

For decades the Psalms have given me much solace through seasons of trial, pain or loss. However, the full weight of the meaning of Psalms, such as Psalm 16:5, have only recently been dawning on my spirit.

Oh Lord, You are the portion of my inheritance and my cup;
You maintain my lot.
The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places.
Yes, I have a good inheritance.

Psalm 16:5, NKJV

Let your heart rest on that for a moment, as Asaph finally did in Psalm 73 after feeling jealous of his enemies.

GOD, everything HE IS, is our inheritance when we belong to Him. What does it matter if we have houses and lands? We have HIM, the God of Creation.

Whom have I in heaven but You? And there is nothing upon earth that I  desire besides You.
My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.

Psalm 73:25-26, ESV

Our hope, and our inheritance is not found in earthly things. Our inheritance is the promise of the Creator Himself.

Inheritance: The Source of Our Present Hope

You might be thinking, “Well, yeah, in the sweet by and by He’s my inheritance, but what about now?”

David answers you…

I cried out to you, O Lord: I said, “You are my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.”

Psalm 142:5, NKJV

God is our inheritance here, too.  He is our strength, our refuge, our deliverer, our fortress.

So, again, from where will your portion come?


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