In His Image

I've always been an invested kind of person. I don't know how to go halfway because why leave things unsaid? Be intentional about everything. I have to admit though, that in the cold world we live in today, it feels like a weakness most days. I've always believed that kindness is seeking to understand, empathise and encourage. Asking questions, caring in a way that comes naturally yet goes the extra mile, expressing compassion. It's giving someone else joy and ultimately- desiring what's best for them. So what that looks like in my interactions with people is digging deep but I often don't stop there. I dig deep too, share, analyse and offer insights.. To my own detriment sometimes. I do this because I want rich relationships and it's been a blessing to share in the lives of a number of amazing people so far. But why is caring so painful sometimes? It seems that the closer you get, the messier things may potentially become. This is the occup

“For I do not do the good I want to do, but the evil I do not want to do—this I keep on doing. So I find this law at work: Although I want to do good, evil is right there with me. For in my inner being I delight in Godʼs law; but I see another law at work in me, waging war against the law of my mind and making me a prisoner of the law of sin at work within me. What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body that is subject to death?” ‭‭📖Romans‬ ‭7:19, 21-24‬ ‭NIV‬‬ Most days, the fight for self-control feels like it was sabotaged right from the start. Fatalists might agree. You resolve to eat healthy, only to eat all the chicken wings you can find. You resolve to save money and be more generous but you work so hard, so you spoil yourself again and again and maybe just once more. You resolve to be quick to forgive, only to make it known very swiftly when you have been offended. You resolve to stop sleeping with that boy/girl but when night time comes and you're all

  🌾 Looking back, how many defining moments can you say you have had in your life? Several, I bet. I marvel at how I was sure I would die if and when certain things happened and yet, here I am. I would have never imagined that at 26 I would not have gone to the uni I wanted to, not studied the field I was passionate about, lost friends I was convinced I would grow old with, lost weight over a boy (a kg or two haha ) lost my mum, been apart from my sister indefinitely, not gotten the job I thought I wanted, and falling into the same sin repeatedly.. This isn't self-pity, this is reality. To be candid, I cannot say I stand completely pain-free at this point, but God chooses those drastically life - altering events to show himself God. Simultaneously, some things nothing short of miraculous were also happening to me;  I was given 24 precious years with my mum, I met one of my dearest friends in a remote village in one of the strangest countries in the world, I travelled