Steak for the Soul

"I've done some really messed up things in my life... things  I can't undo. No matter how hard I try, I just can't seem to put the pieces back together. I'm just too so far gone. How could someone like me be forgiven? How could someone like me be washed of my sins when I feel so unworthy of God's love?" I think the first hurdle anyone has to jump is the "Faith" hurdle. Is God real? Is the Bible really God's Word? Is that Word really a map to knowing God's promises in our life? Does it become an ever constant...

What's the band-aid for a broken home? Once all the hearts are broken and all the dreams shattered, what's left to put the pieces back together? I've been looking for some time now, trying to find the answer to that question. I haven't found it yet. All I can think to do is love. Endlessly, tirelessly, unconditionally. Love what is broken with the hope that love itself may eventually be the glue.

Most of us cling to noise because we simply don't know what to do with silence. Of all the things we know, silence can be the most deafening, the most crippling. Because it's under its delicate candor that we find ourselves face to face with our thoughts, and no noise to muffle their nagging. In truth, the chaos inside a man can be louder than any weapon of war to ever touch his ears, more terrifying than any danger to ever meet his eyes. Alone is an island many men fear most. It's where you fight your darkest demons, face...

There will always be somebody in your life telling you you're not good enough. That your work isn't good enough, your dreams are unreachable, your past is too dirty. That you've made too many mistakes, burned too many bridges. But it's not what they actually believe, it's just what they're hoping you will. Because deep down they know, the day you realize your own potential, they'll never be able to hinder your greatness... and living in the shadow of what you could become is what they fear most.