Submission & Feminism
Is one who believes in submission a misogynist? Certainly not. Is a feminist meant to be unsubmissive? I beg to differ. Wherein lies the cutting line between them then?
Is one who believes in submission a misogynist? Certainly not. Is a feminist meant to be unsubmissive? I beg to differ. Wherein lies the cutting line between them then?
Gratitude: an antidote for attachment to what we want but don’t have and aversion to what we have but don’t want.
Life is balance. Balance is the design principle of the universe; without it things fall apart. With it, things fall in place.
Understanding understanding is knowing the similarities between two seemingly dissimilar word meanings. The opposite is equally true.
In many contexts, Honesty and Transparency could mean the same thing. They can be used interchangeably in a given linguistic
Do you believe in yourself, or you’re still looking for someone who would believe in you? Believe In Yourself Like No One Else In The World Would.
One of the lessons we need to learn very quick in life is that we cannot avoid getting hurt.
There are a list of at least a dozen paradoxes in recovery, but they all begin with the big one:
Circumstances come to test your strength and to reveal your weakness.
There’s never a point in our lives where we aren’t going through something of a sort.
Your dream is only a wish until it has a plan
Lecrae’s song with Kari Jobe “Broken” starts with the verse, “we’re all broken”. It’s true. When you lost that loved
If you live in the past too long, you will be depressed. If you live in the future too long, you will be anxious.
So I got these three amazing ideas in my self-talk today and I believe it’s worth sharing
Jesus’ death on the Cross is the greatest revelation of the nature of God there is and will ever be.
So I have coined a new good “self-” word. I hope it gets recognized soon. It is one thing we
We work harder, yet have low salaries We travel further, yet have no communities We have bigger houses yet smaller
Is life a competition? Maybe, that’s why it’s called the human race.
I want to share another poem from my archive, written as a youth. It’s all about life, and I assure
Life is paradoxical in nature. A lot of things seem to contradict from mere observation. However, sit down and think