In His Image

It's worth noting that many of us are resistant to growth when it makes us uncomfortable and yet we hate the thought of being left behind. Catch phrases about proceeding and progress are so commonplace nowadays and yet, in many areas of our lives we can't bear to part with the status quo.  Seeing others change and grow is intimidating because in some way, it reminds us not so much of our ineptitude but our complacency. This phenomenon is apparent in friendships; when you outg row people, you may find them constantly trying to remind you of who you used to be. Perhaps back then you weren't as impressive, or successful, or popular or secure. So these reminders are meant to keep you indebted to your past and to they, who loved you back then. The new you, the better you is so very disconcerting to them and that seeps through the cracks of your conversations.  For tangible and more superficial elements such as a career upgrade, a physical "glow-up" ...

Platonic relationships nowadays are very few and far between. It's rare to come across genuine, simple brotherly-sisterly affection among men and women that aren't actually related. It's either all (a relationship) or nothing. Many of us will only go out of our way to invest our time, resources and affection into friendships of the opposite sex if and when there is romantic interest. That seems worthwhile and that seems appropriate. Doing just as much for anything less than a potential future partner seems to be generally regarded as foolish or a waste of time because you'd be categorised as being in "the friend zone" which is a dead-end that must be resisted at all costs or desperately escaped.  Everyone professes to have a mortal fear of heartbreak but many of us will casually dive in heart-first into 'flirtationships' and intimacy and then be horrified when we discover that the person is, in some way or another, not in fact who we though...

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 trave...