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Boundaries: Getcha Some!
Well, it has been recorded. The first full length episode of Mental Health, the Church, and You, has dropped on Spotify
In the first episode, you will find an introduction to boundaries. Why did I choose boundaries for this first topic? Because unclear boundaries, or a lack of boundaries is believed to be at the core of many mental health issues, and also relationship struggles (source).
It is also a topic that can misunderstood among Christians, as it is often believed those who follow Christ should not set boundaries because it shows unforgiveness, is mean, or is not Christ-like at all.
Here are the three things Scripture teaches about boundaries that you will hear more about in this podcast episode:
Boundaries protect us from evil.
As indicated in Proverbs 4:23, “Guard your heart above all else, for it determines the course of your life.” Just as we erect physical fences around our yards to keep bad things out, God directs us to erect a protective shield around our hearts and minds.
It is OK to say “No.”
Jesus warned His followers in Matthew 5:37, “Just say a simple, ‘Yes, I will,’ or ‘No, I won’t.’ Anything beyond this is from the evil one.” He was making it clear that we allow people to determine and interpret our boundaries because we tend to be wishy-washy in our answers, especially when asked to do something. We don’t express our desires with definite answers. Just say “yes,” or “no.” “No” is OK, too…
God sets boundaries for us.
God sets limits. He sets borders. He decides what goes in and goes out. Teaches us how to keep evil out and let good in, and does so with love.
Listen to the full episode for more!
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What now God: Part 2
Stories. For several years now, I have used this platform to tell stories. Taken a break for a time. Began again because there were some needing to be told. He placed a desire in me to tell stories. I know that about me. I celebrate that about me.
Our stories make us feel vulnerable. Vulnerability is a hot commodity. It’s been researched. It is said to be what leads to true authenticity. But it also leaves us wide open. When we make a decision to be vulnerable we are open ourselves up to attack. Think about most elite military arsenals who are waiting for their targets to be “vulnerable.” Defenseless. Susceptible. Without a means to protect oneself. Unguarded. Weak.
Enemies can prey on the weak and vulnerable.
I have shared stories. I have been vulnerable. And at times it has left me weak, raw, and open to attack.
In an effort to be authentic, I have traded transparency for safety. For approval. For the need to fit in and do the next big, cool, and accepted thing that seemed to make me appear “vulnerable.”
But I sacrificed me.
I love the author Brene Brown. She studied vulnerability and shame for many years, and this quote resonated with me as I read through many of her thoughts on the subject: “We love seeing raw truth and openness in other people, but we’re afraid to let them see it in us. We’re afraid that our truth isn’t enough without the bells and whistles, without editing, and impressing.”
We are not enough if we are not doing what they are doing. If our bells, and our whistles do not look and sound like their bells and their whistles. If we begin to do those things because we think we should, or because everyone else is; then we are definitely susceptible. Definitely under attack. Definitely unsafe. We are under attack from becoming someone we were never intended to be.
I mentioned in my last post I stopped doing videos for silly reasons, yet I wonder if they were truly “silly.” Or if the underlying reason was because doing them was just not me. It isn’t in my makeup. It’s not at my core. To sit behind a video screen, watch myself on camera, and monitor how my arms flail, and my eyelids dart about. I don’t like video screens. I am not made for those. That is not authentically me. That bell and whistle is for someone else. Someone else for whom that form of “voice” is made.
Me? My authentic voice is the pen. I write. I have since I was little. I do it all the time now. Notebooks stored in drawers, purses, bags, all with thoughts and words that are all jumbled up in my mind until pen hits paper. It is the place where vulnerability meets my genuine voice. It is the place where vulnerability meets truth. It is the place where vulnerability shares raw, real, and honest stories. It is the place where vulnerability seeks to be courageous, though still very flawed. It is me-nothing but me.
“The core of authenticity is the courage to be imperfect, vulnerable, and to set boundaries.” Brene Brown
So, I told you mental health, the church, and an some initial lessons on boundaries was what you would get-and you will. Just from my authentic place. Pen, paper (well, computer). My voice. My authentic voice. The place where vulnerability meets truth and courage. Not with the bells and whistles that suit everyone else.
That is your first lesson on boundaries (the “meat” comes next week!).
DO NOT apologize for being you. Find your authentic voice, your niche, your bell and whistle, and OWN it.
Your craft will not be like anyone else’s. Your gift will not be like any others. If God intended it to be this way, He would have made us all the same, and we would all be doing and walking in the same purpose. He didn’t. He made us all different. Gave us a variety of gifts, and many ways to use them. Some are for you. Some are not. You do not need to apologize for not using those that are not for you. Ever.
Find and stay around people who encourage you in using your authentic craft.
You will not be for everyone, and that is OK. You do not have to light yourself on fire for them if you are terrified of fire. Those who love you, accept you, and know your dreams and desires will support the unique ways in which you choose to use your voice. Allow them to be your cheerleaders and your guiding lights. You remain light and love to those others, while staying authentic to who you are!
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Just a voice
I stopped. Felt silenced again. And am now using my voice to begin again.
Read, or even listen to hear why “Just A Voice.”
Ever felt like you had no voice? Or you spoke out, spoke your truth and were then silenced? Some of us, more than others. Some maybe not at all.
So why, “Just a Voice?” Well, no one is just anything. Not just a mom. Just a custodian. Whatever you want to add here. And though you may have one voice-you have a unique voice. A voice that needs to be heard. That can reach the heart of one person that needs to hear truth. Honestly. From a real place. Without fluff. Bells. Whistles.
That’s what you will hear. No fluff. No bells. No whistles. No extras. Just a writer. With a pen. Some paper. Her Bible. The Word of God. A microphone.
Just a voice. But a unique one. To whom God has given something to say. A straight-up voice, speaking truth about Him in your mess and your beautiful.
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How not to be forgotten?
Have you ever taken a look through your senior yearbook? Glanced at that superlative section? The one that listed the best looking? Most athletic? Best dressed? Most unforgettable? Then wondered who they were? Because well…you forgot them.
I have been thinking recently about this: What makes someone unforgettable? Or in the same way, what makes them just someone we used to know?
First, what does it mean to be unforgettable? Well by definition-“incapable of being erased, or impressed on the memory” (Merriam-Webster). But are the things impressed on our memory simply things? Rewards? Accomplishments? Beauty? Brains? Maybe. But I think it’s something more. Much more.
The lyrics from the song “How They Remember You” by Rascal Flatts confirms what I have wondered for some time: It ain’t a question of if they will
It’s how they remember youWill I leave an impression unable to be erased, or be someone somebody simply used to know?
And if that memory can’t be erased, what will it leave?
Did you stand or did you fall?
Build a bridge or build a wall
Hide your love or give it all
What did you do? What did you do?
Did you make ’em laugh or make ’em cry?
Did you quit or did you try?
Live your dreams or let ’em die?
What did you choose? What did you choose?Did you welcome, or did you make them feel like an outcast? Did you support and encourage, or did you hinder and tear down? Did you offer praise, or do nothing but complain and criticize? Did you help when others needed it, and were lost; or did you leave them lonely and trying to navigate the losses alone? Did you show love or hate? Make people feel seen and heard; or unwanted and unloveable? Safe or rejected?
Which one were you?
Which one would you choose?
How do you want others to remember you?

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I am January! Wife, mother, meemaw, pastor, and mental health provider who makes it through the day with my coffee, my journal, and my God. A simple human, navigating life through the messy and sometimes chaotic. All focused on Him.
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