As I prayed, God revealed that one of my strongholds was “control.” In this sense, a stronghold is a place we create to protect ourselves from attack. However, I realized that the more I wanted to control my life, the more my anxiousness got worse—it didn’t serve as an actual, ultimate stronghold.
Read MoreFor the longest time, I let my circumstances dictate my level of joy. To me, joy was merely another word for happiness, an emotion tied to my ever-changing feelings.
Read MoreThis fall when I learned about TCM, I realized God had already made its ministry very personal to me. I had struggled with feelings of hopelessness for a long time, I wanted to give up on life, but during this mission trip those thoughts departed and I thanked God for saving my life.
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