Heart was thing I was missing, because for most of my life mine was broken. I hated myself, was taught that there was something fundamentally wrong with me, intentionally or not. I struggled with self-loathing and depression for two decades. It wasn’t until we had been going to Cornerstone for a little while, maybe six months, that I began to see real victory on those fronts.
Read MoreWhat a beautiful day. I spent the morning with my cornerstone family and Pastor Jacob baptized me. Yet another blessing received through God's gift of salvation. To make this even more special my daughter Stacy and son-in-law Nick were there… adding to my joy. Thank you, Lord.
Read MoreHave you acknowledged to yourself that, despite your best efforts and optimistic overlook, there are seasons that are astonishingly hard? Despite the happy face we deliberately choose to encourage other people, or even the perhaps less well-intentioned social media posts presenting the highlight reels of our lives, there are days, episodes, even entire seasons when we live anywhere but Easy Street.
This week my daughterRachel Carpenter and I were texting about the winter of the soul we both had experienced in the last year, made bleaker by the significant struggles and hurts of those we care about so deeply. Her texts were so...well, I can't describe them. But they were mightily on point, and I asked her if she would type them up and let me share. She agreed. Here they are. I'm going to reflect a moment at the end. Please know these come from a very difficult head and heart space, but not a depressed one.
