I tweeted awhile back about seasonal depression, and how real it is. Does anyone else have a hard time identifying it in the moment?
Where was God while Job was struggling: Grey's Anatomy edition. I'd love your thoughts here.
"I've realized that the place I felt God the most is where I felt lack of judgement. I believe love transforms way easier than religion. Love confronts issues not because they're wrong, but because they're killing you. Jesus came to give us life and life more abundantly."
So, job hunting is hard. At times it is frustrating. Other times it is confusing. And then there are times when it is unbelievably disappointing. Dreams don't make sense. Vision seems lost. And your hope seems to have left the planet. I fought this for a few months everyday. It took constant care and attention …