by Kristianne Stewart | Sep 11, 2020 | Faith, God's love, Grief, Healing, Lifestyle Fitness, Self-Compassion, Soul Care, Spiritual Growth
Healing happens mind, body, soul, and spirit. It occurs separate or in tandem, instantaneous or an agonizingly slow process. Hurt and pain have a way of defying timelines to show up in your present moment. It makes moving feel like you’re treading through muddy...
by Kristianne Stewart | Jun 21, 2020 | Faith, God's love, Grief, Healing, PTSD, Self-Compassion, Soul Care, Spiritual Growth
There’s this thing I do with biographies. I like to flip to the back pages and see how they finished. Sort of like, how’d they do? Did they let life overcome them? Beginning with the end in mind is the mark to which a Christian strives. They live their lives to be in...
by Kristianne Stewart | Apr 29, 2020 | Faith, Healing, PTSD, Self-Compassion, Soul Care
Have you ever watched someone lose the vision for their life? Like a tire that goes flat, it’s not from a sudden burst but rather, a slow leak. There’s so much about our world right now that ransacks our spirit, leaving interrupted dreams. Fear...
by Kristianne Stewart | Apr 24, 2020 | Easter, Faith, God's love, Healing, Pentecost, Salvation, Soul Care, Spiritual Growth
…And now I will send the Holy Spirit, just as my Father promised. But stay here in the city until the Holy Spirit comes and fills you with power from heaven.” Luke 24:29 There was fear, unrest, and the disciples were running scared when Jesus appeared to them,...
by Kristianne Stewart | Apr 9, 2020 | Easter, Faith, Redemption, Salvation, Spiritual Growth
“But some will come to me—those the Father has given me—and I will never, never reject them.” John 6:37 “You can never run again.” Sure, my spine surgeon said it kindly and with soft eyes because I was crying so hard that I might have been blowing awkward...
by Kristianne Stewart | Apr 7, 2020 | Faith, Healing, PTSD, Self-Compassion, Spiritual Growth, Uncategorized
Whether you whisper or scream your volume is swallowed by the majestic of the Grand Canyon. I sat next to my husband and watched our shadows throw us further against the etched walls of the cliff and seemingly a part of its design. We held hands and a flood of happy...
