The holidays are here! Grand celebrations and togetherness, generational recipes, and table time arrive alongside personal pain, heartbreak, and age-old grievances (not to mention that crazy uncle who can turn any conversation into a political debate).
Here are 5 hyper-practical tactics to help YOU flourish this Thanksgiving:
My dear friend Debbie said one sentence to me that’s changed everything.
Perhaps you are in a place, too, where you need to hear this:
“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.” Romans 8:28
When I was young, I used to pass along this well-worn adage to those facing tough times:
God won’t give you more than you can handle.
Oh, if I could only take those words back. If I said them to you, please forgive me. I’ve made a horrendous mistake.
Recently, I was in the Boston airport.
I watched a Delta gate agent roll out with a snack cart to the gate. (This is usually a sign something has gone terribly wrong with a flight and they’re trying to keep disgruntled flyers placated.)
Eyes perked up, then fell hard. You could hear an exhaustive sigh flood the room.
There’s a trend that’s been building for some time.
I’m wondering if you’ve noticed it, too.
We used to have some notice or warning when something was about to happen.
I made an incredible discovery when I was in Israel recently!
I spent several weeks doing deep research throughout the tiny country and geeking out studying at the world-class Israel Museum in Jerusalem.
One particular display caught my eye: two ankle bones pinned together by a long metal nail.
Do you ever need a story of joy to fill your soul? I sure do! Just last week when I had a difficult day, this popped in my inbox and lifted my spirits. I bet it will for you, too.
My bestie Leif has been on a road trip visiting family and friends, and I’ve had a few days to myself to rest, relax, and practice some life-giving self-care.
To be honest, I’ve become run down and depleted. Maybe you have, too? …a.n.y.o.n.e.?
Oh, my friends!
A few days before Christmas, I woke up with open sores and bites around my side. The next day, the itchy marks spread to my back and torso. By the third day, they were around my stomach.