I’ve struggled with realizing that emotions are not always indicators of truth. Accepting this is a mark of growing up. When I was younger, I was pretty convinced that if I felt strongly enough about something, it had to be true. Well, college taught me to analyze things objectively and rationally. Eventually, I realized that […]
Around this time I had one of those *special* days where personal stuff with my family compounded with an extremely untimely diaper blowout and ended in me snapping at my husband, confirming my emotional failure for the day. All in all, for about five days, I lived almost as if God’s work in me had never happened. I knew I was still free, that the Holy Spirit had still blessed me, but this test I failed.