Anchoring God's Character Rooted in the Name: Tsuri--The Lord My Rock There are days when I do not feel consistent. My emotions shift. My energy rises and falls without warning. My thoughts don't always align with what I know to be true. And in those moments, one fear quietly surfaces: If I am this unstable...what does that mean for my faith? We are often taught--directly or indirectly--that spiritual maturity looks like steadiness. Calm. Consistency. Emotional regulation. Certainty. But Scripture tells us a deeper truth. Faith is not rooted in our steadiness. It is anchored in God's. There is a name for this steadiness: ___________________________________________________________________________________ Tsuri--The Lord My Rock Psalm 18:2 "The Lord is my rock, my fortress, and my savior; my God is my rock, whom I find protection. He is my shield, the power that saves me, and my place of safety." NLT A rock does not panic when the ground shakes. It...
A Grace-Centered Theology Rooted in the Name: Jehovah Tsidkenu--The Lord Our Righteousness Somewhere along the way, many of us learned--subtly or directly---that mental struggle and spiritual maturity do not belong together. Strong faith looks peaceful. Loving God looks stable. Spiritual depth looks emotionally regulated. So when anxiety lingers... when depression returns... when intrusive thoughts interrupt prayer... a quiet question forms: Can I really love God if my mind feels like this? There is a name that dismantles this fear: ___________________________________________________________________________________ Jehovah Tsidkenu " And this will be his name: 'The Lord is Our Righteous'. In that day Judah will be saved, and Israel will live in safety." Jeremiah 23:6 NLT Righteous is not achieved. It is given. It is not earned through consistency. It is not maintained through mental clarity. It is not revoked when your emotions fluctuate. Jehovah...
When You Realize You’re Stuck This week of Regen forced me to confront something I didn’t fully see before: I was in a rut. Not just a temporary struggle. Not just a hard week. A pattern. A cycle. A place where I kept returning–emotionally, mentally, and spiritually. Honestly, I didn’t realize how deep it went. ____________________________________________________________________________ The Rut I Didn’t Want to Name One of the first things that I came up this week was this: Withholding my feelings. Not asking for help. And the deeper I sat with that the more I realized that I had been struggling longer than I admitted. Each week of this process is getting harder (in a bittersweet way), but I know that is the point. I can feel it… Eventually I am going to hit a place where I can’t hold it together anymore…where I have to fully surrender. Now being real, I thought I thought I had healed, but now I am realizing… I healed enough to function But not enough to surrender. ________________...
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