Moment Mondays: My Help is in God.
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Moment Mondays: My Help is in God.

Let's face it: Mondays are not always fun. So often, as a new week begins we can find ourselves tired, frazzled and overwhelmed at everything that the days to come bring - all of the expectations that are on us, all of the ways that we can feel like we're falling behind and all of the…

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Boundaries: the Knowledge of Something Solid.

I like this a lot, as a start to my week: it’s 9am at the time of writing, and I’m curled up in the lovely big armchair by the patio doors in our lovely home, tired but comfortable, allowing myself to wake up slowly with some breakfast and a cup of tea, and the sound of…

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Body Positivit-ish: Part Two

A couple of years ago, I wrote a piece called Body Positivit-ish, discussing the great relationship (or massive lack thereof) that I had with my body.  That post blew up a bit: it was helpful to a lot of people, and I had so many great conversations around the way that we see our body and…

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There is a Time.

In an extremely Insta-worthy moment this morning, I sat in the car, overlooking the coast on the north-east of England, watching the sun rise over the ocean that stretched out in front of me. It was a moment of reflection: a second to pause, and to take in the glimpse of a new beginning, peeking over…

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Don’t (Just) Tell Me that it’s Going to Be OK: How to Sit with Those that are Hurting.

I had the privilege, early this week, of sitting with a group of people who are all walking through some really difficult things. There was a real sense of burden in the group that night: they were as lovely as ever, but as we chatted I began to see some of the weight that each of…

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26 Things in 26 Years.

This week I turned twenty-six years old: that makes it ten years since I left school; eight years since I left Basingstoke; seven years since I started university. The past few years have brought  s o  m u c h  growth: I'm becoming more myself every day, and although it's a painful process at times, I…

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Fluffy Socks, Pancakes for Dinner and an Emergency Nandos Card (Adulting for Beginners)

I'm not sure I can deny it any longer. It's a massive weight, a burden that I just need to get off my chest. I've been denying it but it's always there at the back of my mind; I just can't get rid of it, and I really need to talk to someone about this. I'm…

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The Contentedness Diaries.

Every now and then, I get a verse stuck in my head: it'll come up time and time again in a certain season - in sermons that I listen to, in conversations that I have with friends, in the videos that I have on as background noise. Those words will become my heartbeat; the rhythm of…

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