A terrifying postpartum OCD episode left me questioning my thoughts, my identity, and my ability to care for my newborn. Yet God met me in the midst of fear with His truth, peace, and protection. Discover how scripture became my anchor and why intrusive thoughts do not define who you are.
When it comes to helping someone I love, I cannot control how another person seeks healing. So, I will be sharing the journey through the eyes of the one who loves and sees and keeps trying, the one who grows tired but still can look out over the soil of a relationship and dream about seeds.
When the waves of depression keep crashing and hope feels far away, Psalm 43 offers a lifeline. Like the Psalmist, we can turn our pain into prayer, invite God’s light and truth to lead us, and begin to preach hope to our weary souls.
