I can’t pretend to know what war is like. The closest I’ve come to the horror of it are the movies, and we all know those are hardly the real thing in any category of life. I haven’t felt the grief of seeing a fellow soldier take bullets. I don’t wake up to the sound of machine guns firing or bombs dropping. I haven’t experienced the feeling of hunting an enemy or being hunted. I have no idea where to step to avoid a land mine. I have all my limbs. Continue reading On Veteran’s Day and Coming Home
Shame will wreck you. It will make you feel about six millimeters tall, when God designed you for so much more. It’s caused me to stop dreaming and believing that God can use me. It’s caused me to stop having faith that I can actually change, because shame puts the focus inward — a place we were never designed to stare. Continue reading Naked and Ashamed
I want to write and to live — without delay, without anxiety, without quitting, and without expectations that aren’t His. Anyone with me? Continue reading My name is Chelsea, and I am a perfectionist.
It’s not a matter of how far ahead I can see; it’s a matter of my awareness of Him in the present. Continue reading When You Want to Know What Tomorrow Holds
I never imagined that my “yes” to Romans 15:20-21 nearly four years before would lead me to another “yes” on December 3, 2016 when my man from Belarus got down on one knee as my boyfriend and got up as my fiancé. Continue reading I Said Yes (More than Once)
If I’m honest, what I really want is enough strength so that I don’t have to keep asking for help. I’m independent and stubborn, and I hate admitting that I’m weak. So when I come to that point of asking for help and sobbing like a baby, it destroys me. But God knows it’s what I need, because it leads me to what I need most—Him. Continue reading The Day I Wasn’t Punk’d
For all the trials and tribulations since the fall of man- grace. For the mundane days at the office, for the phone calls we never want to get, for the birth of a new baby, for the death of your dearest friend. Continue reading All Grace