As I watched Eric’s red Toyota Camry pull out of my parents’ driveway, my heart soared with spiritual inspiration. It was the third time that Eric had driven me home from the music studio where we were both taking lessons.
Jealousy has been an ongoing battle for me. I know it's not godly. In the midst of my struggle, people around me seem to be flourishing. And although I'm happy for them, I am also insecure and jealous. What do I do?
I couldn’t focus. My thoughts were zoned in on how much prettier she was than me. So much taller, more put together, her hair more perfect, her clothes more elegant, her manner reserved and poised. I momentarily took an inventory of myself. Bouncy, out-of-control curls, old comfy jeans, layered sweaters, and chunky handmade hemp jewelry.
I’ll never forget the moment when I knew — really knew — that Eric Ludy was different from every other guy I’d known. It happened on a warm summer morning in the Rocky Mountains. Our church group had gathered for a two-hour hike through a rambling forest trail. Eric and I fell into step beside each other as branches and leaves crackled under our fee
Walking through the house, I called out for my mom. I was carrying a heavy load of personal hurt that was growing increasingly painful, and I was hoping for a little magical-motherly-advice on what I should do about it.
Our modern world is overflowing with trendy new ways to help you find a spouse and build a successful, satisfying relationship. But do these methods really work? Do they actually lead to true and lasting love? If you’ve ever asked these question, you are not alone.
My best friends have started to make choices that I am not comfortable with. How do I go about loving them and standing up for what I believe in without coming off as judging them or thinking I am "better" than them?