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There are some hearts that long for love and fear it all at once. They want to be close but cannot stop bracing for the moment love changes. They ache to be seen yet flinch when affection draws near. Love has never felt simple; it has always carried the shadow of pain. This is the disorganised heart, the one that learned love and danger in the same breath. It reaches out and withdraws, pleads to be held and then runs for cover. It knows it needs connection but fears what it m

Some of us learned early that closeness costs too much. That love could change without warning, that it was safer to stand just far enough away to avoid being hurt again. So we built our safety in independence. We became the strong ones; reliable, capable, in control. We learned to meet our own needs because relying on others left us exposed, and we told ourselves that we were fine, that solitude was strength, that needing less meant hurting less. But even in the calm of self

There is a love that gives everything but never quite feels safe to rest. It reaches, performs, and promises more, not because the love is shallow but because the fear of losing it feels unbearable. Many of us know this kind of ache. The constant scanning for signs that affection might fade. The need for reassurance that we are still seen, still chosen. The anxiety that creeps in when silence stretches too long. Beneath it all is the longing for love that will stay. Anxious

There is a deep ache that runs through the human story, a longing to be known, to be chosen, to rest in a love that will not leave. It is the first cry of every newborn heart and the last whisper of every weary soul: Will love stay? We were created for connection, to be seen and still safe, to be known and not shamed, to walk in the peace of love unbroken. But somewhere along the way, that peace was interrupted. Love began to feel unpredictable, and our hearts, so desperate f

There is a breaking in this season. The Lord is gently placing His hand on the boxes where we have tried to contain Him, and He is...

When we come into the place of love with the Father, He pours His love into us in a way we have never known before. But His love does...

Crumbling isn't the same as falling apart. It is not chaos, and it is not collapse. It is more like letting go, but maybe a little...

For years, I read Ephesians 6 as a call to arms as a checklist of weapons to grab before stepping into a spiritual fight. The belt, the breastplate, the shield, the sword… I pictured myself strapping on gear to face down an enemy who was still coming for me. I thought that was how to be ready for battle. But the more I have sat with Jesus, the more I have realised that is not what Paul was saying at all. The armour of God is not battle gear to help you win  a war. It is a pic