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<channel><title><![CDATA[The Narrow Road - Blog]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.thenarrowroad.com/blog]]></link><description><![CDATA[Blog]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 16 Dec 2025 02:20:11 -0800</pubDate><generator>Weebly</generator><item><title><![CDATA[The Secret to Achieving Your Goals]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.thenarrowroad.com/blog/the-secret-to-achieving-your-goals]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.thenarrowroad.com/blog/the-secret-to-achieving-your-goals#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 10 Dec 2024 22:10:45 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.thenarrowroad.com/blog/the-secret-to-achieving-your-goals</guid><description><![CDATA[       According to a&nbsp;2021&nbsp;study reported by Forbes, nearly 80% of people abandon their New Year&rsquo;s resolutions by February. That means that 8 out of 10 people who feel motivated enough to set a goal will abandon that goal within a one month period of time. Why?      In all likelihood, all of those people started out feeling motivated - they got pumped up watching inspirational&nbsp;videos, they&nbsp;read their&nbsp;growth mindset books, they posted their favorite quote or verse o [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.thenarrowroad.com/uploads/4/2/0/3/42036729/istock-1283028373_orig.jpg" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph"><span>According to a&nbsp;2021&nbsp;study reported by Forbes, nearly 80% of people abandon their New Year&rsquo;s resolutions by February. That means that 8 out of 10 people who feel motivated enough to set a goal will abandon that goal within a one month period of time. Why?</span></div>  <div>  <!--BLOG_SUMMARY_END--></div>  <div class="paragraph">In all likelihood, all of those people started out feeling motivated - they got pumped up watching inspirational&nbsp;videos, they&nbsp;read their&nbsp;growth mindset books, they posted their favorite quote or verse on their bathroom mirror, and they planned a special reward for themself for when they achieved their goal. So what went wrong?&nbsp;<br /><br />In the end, all of that initial motivation was not enough because they were not prepared to follow through with the other two things required to achieve their goal.<br /><br />Achieving a goal requires 3 things:<br />&#8203;<ul><li><strong>#1 Motivation&nbsp; -&nbsp;&nbsp;<u>This is the part that helps you feel like trying and gets you started</u>.</strong>&nbsp;<ul><li>Motivation is a critical&nbsp;component in achieving our goals. When establishing a goal, surround yourself with daily input - videos, books, quotes, friends - that remind you why you are doing what you are doing, and remind you that you are capable of reaching your goal.&nbsp;</li></ul></li></ul><ul><li><strong>#2 Discipline&nbsp; -&nbsp;&nbsp;<u>This is the part that keeps you going when you don't feel like trying</u>.&nbsp;</strong><ul><li>Establish a plan for how you will move forward when you don't feel like moving forward. The fact is, in order to achieve your goal you will have to do things that you don't feel like doing. You will have to persevere when you feel tired, emotionally burnt out, you start to question if the goal is even possible, you feel like you're missing out on what your friends are doing, or you feel discouraged by negative feedback you are hearing from others. Discipline is one of the most important ingredients in achieving a goal because it is not emotion based, it is the logical voice inside your head that tells you to keep going regardless of how motivated you feel.</li></ul></li></ul><ul><li><strong>#3 Grace&nbsp; -&nbsp;&nbsp;<u>This is the part that gets you back on track when you failed at trying</u>.&nbsp;</strong><ul><li>When working toward a goal, most people experience "the dip" -&nbsp; a day, a week, maybe even a month, when their emotions get the best of them. This is when that critical self-talk really kicks in, insisting that you are a failure, that you'll never reach your goals, that you're a quitter, you'll always be this, you'll never be that, blah, blah, blah. The combo of giving up on the goal and the negative self-talk takes a blow to your self-confidence, which makes it extra hard to get back on track. But here's the thing... just because you got off course does not mean you have to abandon the goal! Give yourself grace by rejecting the negative self-talk, accept that you took a temporary detour, and get right back on track. Who cares if the road that led to your dream was filled with temporary detours, as long as you reach your dream.</li></ul></li></ul><br />It's true that change, growth, and doing great things is hard work - achieving our goals is a battle - but I want to remind you that YOU ARE WORTH THE BATTLE. Don't give up!&nbsp;</div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[There IS Hope!]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.thenarrowroad.com/blog/there-is-hope]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.thenarrowroad.com/blog/there-is-hope#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sat, 21 Sep 2024 07:00:00 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.thenarrowroad.com/blog/there-is-hope</guid><description><![CDATA[       There is something important that I want to share with you&hellip;Regardless of your past - regardless of what you have done or what has been done to you - there IS hope for a good future.I understand it doesn&rsquo;t always feel that way, but the truth is that we are not victims of our circumstances, and God can and will make beauty from the ashes of your life.      I was born in Los Angeles to very young parents. My father made it clear that he wished I had not been born - he never want [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.thenarrowroad.com/uploads/4/2/0/3/42036729/hope-5018479-1280_orig.jpg" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph"><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">There is something important that I want to share with you&hellip;</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Regardless of your past - regardless of what you have done or what has been done to you - there IS hope for a good future.</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">I understand it doesn&rsquo;t always feel that way, but the truth is that we are not victims of our circumstances, and God can and will make beauty from the ashes of your life.</span></span></div>  <div>  <!--BLOG_SUMMARY_END--></div>  <div class="paragraph"><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">I was born in Los Angeles to very young parents. My father made it clear that he wished I had not been born - he never wanted children and he had tried to convince my mother to abort me. He was an angry and abusive man, and he left when I was two. I had two siblings, an older brother and a younger sister - we all had different fathers - and we were raised by our alcoholic mother.&nbsp;</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Because of her alcoholism, my mother constantly lost her jobs and we were evicted from every house we lived in. We moved regularly, and I seldom went to the same school for more than 6 months. I often went to school with greasy hair, wearing the same clothes as the days before, and there were many times in my childhood when we ran out of food and had our utilities shut off. At a very young age, I became the caretaker for my little sister, and I did my best to care for my mom. She would go out dancing and partying most nights and sometimes she wouldn&rsquo;t return until the next day. My sister and I lived in constant fear that maybe one day she wouldn&rsquo;t come home at all. Finding her in the morning passed out in her vomit, and helping her clean herself up, was a regular occurrence.</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">My older brother was addicted to drugs by the time he was 12. He was filled with hatred and anger from the abuse he had endured from my father, and there were times when he took his anger and pain out on me. He would destroy things that were meaningful to me and hurt me physically. One time he caused me to fall down an entire flight of stairs. One of the worst things he did was when I was 6 years old - he encouraged a group of his teen friends to molest me while they were at our house for a sleepover, and several of his friends took him up on his offer. By the time my brother was 15, he was living full time in mental hospitals, and though I felt sad for him, at the same time it made me feel a little safer knowing he was locked up.</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">By 13 years old I was smoking cigarettes daily and drinking alcohol on a regular basis. I swore to myself that I would never do hard drugs because of how I saw them destroy my brothers life, but I sometimes drank so heavy that I would black out by the end of the night. I so desperately wanted to have a normal life, to have someone, anyone, scoop me up and make me feel safe, cared for, loved. But there was no one, and so I sought attention the only way I knew how. At 14 years old I found out I was pregnant and I didn&rsquo;t know who the father was. The people at Planned Parenthood were friendly and kind, and they made it seem like they were there to help me. But what they didn&rsquo;t explain is that the &ldquo;help&rdquo; they were about to offer was going to fill me with regret for the rest of my life. They just scheduled the abortion and assured me that&rsquo;s what was best.</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">My depression was at an all time high at that point. I didn&rsquo;t want to leave my little sister, but I felt like I couldn&rsquo;t live another day in that life, so at 14, I dropped out of school and ran away. I won&rsquo;t go into all the details, but I will say that there are plenty of people who are willing to take advantage of a 14 year old girl living alone in Los Angeles. The majority of the people I asked to help me would only do so with strings attached, and looking back now I know that it is only by the grace of God that I am alive today.&nbsp;</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">In spite of my pain, I truly desired to somehow have a better life, so when I was 15, I borrowed a typewriter from a friend, I taught myself how to type, and I convinced someone to give me an office job.That period of my life seemed to be a series of taking one step forward and one step back. I was working hard to survive, but there was still part of me that kept making bad decisions that would damage my life. Because of my past, I had no sense of self worth and so I repeatedly ended up in unhealthy relationships.&nbsp;</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">As I said earlier, because of my brother, I was determined to never do drugs, but when you&rsquo;re drinking and desperate for acceptance and love, you often do things you may not have intended to do. So one night in my late teens, an older guy who I cared about and thought I could trust, convinced me that it wouldn&rsquo;t be a big deal to do just a little cocaine. Well, a little cocaine turned into many nights, weeks, months, of doing cocaine from evening till morning. Eventually I realize that regardless of your intentions and your heart, the bottom line is, drugs and alcohol cause good people to make very bad decisions, and there was no way I was ever going to have the life I dreamt of with those things in my life. So at 19, with all the determination I could pull together, I stopped doing drugs and I walked away from the majority of the people I had surrounded myself with.&nbsp;</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">In spite of the things I was doing to try to improve my life, something was always missing, and the pain deep inside never went away. One day, a friend and I decided to try going to church, and I&rsquo;ll never forget the feeling I had - it was like my soul had finally found home. I&rsquo;d like to say that I was one of those people who met Jesus and instantly experienced a transformation, but that&rsquo;s not at all how it was for me. I wanted to know God, but I wrestled with feelings of anger, wondering why He had allowed so much pain and trauma in my life, and when I wasn&rsquo;t feeling that, I then wrestled with the thought that there is no way that God could love someone like me.&nbsp;</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">In my early-twenties I met a Christian man, and I so desperately wanted to have a normal family life that I looked passed a lot of red flags and I married him. Though I was young, I had already had two failed marriages and I dreamt of creating the perfect Christian home, with babies, and bbq&rsquo;s, and magical Christmas mornings. But it wasn&rsquo;t long before I realized I had married an alcoholic with an explosive temper and other addictions, and my dreams of stability were shattered. Early in the marriage there were times when I found myself hiding in the closet or running from the house in fear, but I was a Christian now and I had children, so I continuously forgave the scary behavior and I was determined to somehow make the marriage work.&nbsp;&nbsp;</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">As the years passed, the lies and addictive behaviors became more extreme, and the relationship was a constant cycle of abuse, then gifts and poems and promises, then abuse again. I now had 4 kids, no job of my own, no education, no family to turn to, and he threatened that if I left he would take my kids, take our money, that my friends would hate me, and that even God would be against me. I felt like there was no hope and I became so depressed that I started to think that maybe suicide was my only escape from the pain. I had a bottle of vicodin that I would consider taking in my darkest moments, but I kept reminding myself that suicide would damage my kids and leave them in a terrible situation. In desperation, I started going to counseling, I began reading book after book, I went to church, and I took my focus off of trying to fix the people and problems around me - instead I started doing everything I could to work through and heal all that was broken inside of me.&nbsp;</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">A day finally came when I realized that I did not deserve the abuse I had chosen to accept, and that my repeated forgiveness was only reinforcing the abuse cycle, not healing it. I realized that I had stayed for so long partially because I thought it was best for my kids, but also because deep down I didn&rsquo;t think I deserved love. Though I had long before received God&rsquo;s love and forgiveness in my life, I still had never been able to love and forgive myself, and the guilt and shame that entangled me kept me from protecting myself. I also realized that staying was not helping my kids, and that instead I was teaching them that it was okay to live with abuse and addiction and codependency, which would likely lead to them ending up in similar relationships as they grew up. So after nearly 20 years in that relationship, I finally mustered up the courage to leave.&nbsp;</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">I wish I could say that life was miraculously better from that point on, but the truth is that my ex followed through on all of his threats and he did everything he could to damage my life. It was a very scary and painful time, and I felt incredibly alone. There were days when it took everything I had to just get out of bed to take care of my kids. But in faith, I walked through the darkness and feelings of hopelessness, I continued to work on me, and I trusted God&rsquo;s promise that if I were to follow Him that He would guide my path and provide for me and my kids.&nbsp;</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">I was in my 40&rsquo;s at that point, I still had 3 kids at home, and I had to take multiple jobs to help support us. Though I had dreamt when I was younger of having a career where I somehow helped struggling youth, I feared that it was too late and would be too hard to have the career I desired. But as I grew closer to God, the more I became confident that it is never too late to be the person God created you to be or to have the life God created you to have. So during the day I worked at my kids school, on the weekends I cleaned houses, and in the evening after my kids went to sleep I studied to earn a GED.&nbsp;</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Within a year I earned that GED, and then I kept going&hellip; over the next 6 years I earned a bachelors in psychology from ASU, and then over the next few years I earned a masters in special education from USD. While I was doing that, I also partnered with a friend to start a non-profit school for children with learning disabilities and over the past decade I have had the honor of working with and encouraging hundreds of at-risk youth.&nbsp;</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Another fear I had was that having a healthy relationship was out of the cards for me, and I assumed that I would likely spend the rest of my life alone. Thankfully, God had other plans. In 2013 I decided to take guitar lessons - my guitar teacher would come over each week and we would play guitar for 30 minutes and then we&rsquo;d talk about Jesus and life for 30 more minutes. Over time, we developed a friendship like I had never experienced before. Two and a half years later we got married and we&rsquo;ve now been married for 9 years. I had no idea that it was possible to have a relationship that did not include chaos and instability, but it IS possible. My husband has been sober for 17 years, and God has brought so much healing to both of our lives through the stability of our relationship. Over the past 11 years with my husband, I have truly experienced what it feels like to love and be loved the way God intends.</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">As for my kids, though I was not able to give them the perfect life I had dreamt of giving them, what they did get to see is how incredibly faithful our God is to restore, protect, and redeem the lives of His children. My kids have had to work through the trauma and pain they endured when they were young, but that pain and work has produced the most beautiful character in each of them, and they are thriving. They have all graduated from high school and have gone on to college, and my two daughters recently married kind and loving Christian men, which brings me so much joy.&nbsp;</span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">The generational chains of addiction and abuse that kept me, and my parents, and <em>their</em></span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"> parents in bondage have finally been broken!!</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">I wish so much&nbsp;that I could go back in time to save and protect my first baby, but I have peace knowing that he or she is safe in the arms of Jesus, and one day I will get to hold that baby and say &ldquo;I love you&rdquo; and how sorry I am.</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">My life is not perfect - both my brother and sister have passed away and I have had to live without a mother or a father to be there for me throughout my life - but in spite of all the pain that I, and other humans, have inflicted on my life, God has truly brought restoration and I could not feel more blessed and grateful.&nbsp;</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">I don&rsquo;t know your story, or the specific pain that you carry, but I do know that our God loves you more than you can imagine, and He can and will redeem your life if you let Him, just like He has redeemed mine.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Don&rsquo;t give up!</span></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Truth is The Truth]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.thenarrowroad.com/blog/the-truth-is-the-truth]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.thenarrowroad.com/blog/the-truth-is-the-truth#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 26 Jun 2023 16:48:15 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.thenarrowroad.com/blog/the-truth-is-the-truth</guid><description><![CDATA[       Reminder... What other people think or say does not change the truth.When we've been deeply wounded, it is common to have a desperate need to be heard, believed, and to feel supported. It can feel devastating&nbsp;when the person who hurt us denies or lies about what they've done, and it can produce a response inside of us where we feel the need to convince others of the truth.      The pain that was caused to us was bad enough, but the fear that people don't believe us, or that they thin [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.thenarrowroad.com/uploads/4/2/0/3/42036729/istock-670564652_orig.jpg" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph"><strong style="color:rgb(34, 34, 34)">Reminder... What other people think or say does not change the truth</strong><span style="color:rgb(34, 34, 34)">.<br /><br />When we've been deeply wounded, it is common to have a desperate need to be heard, believed, and to feel supported. It can feel devastating&nbsp;when the person who hurt us denies or lies about what they've done, and it can produce a response inside of us where we feel the need to convince others of the truth.</span></div>  <div>  <!--BLOG_SUMMARY_END--></div>  <div class="paragraph"><span style="color:rgb(34, 34, 34)">The pain that was caused to us was bad enough, but the fear that people don't believe us, or that they think we're exaggerating, can feel even worse than the original abuse. Feeling abandoned or judged by others for choosing boundaries and seeking safety is excruciating.<br /><br />But here's the thing I want to share with you, my friend. It really doesn't matter what lies are told. It doesn't matter what other people think. I get that it hurts to not receive the support you deserve, but what I want you to hold onto is the fact that&nbsp;</span><strong style="color:rgb(34, 34, 34)">the truth is the truth regardless of what anyone else says or thinks</strong><span style="color:rgb(34, 34, 34)">.<br /><br />Hold onto the truth! You know the truth. God knows the truth. And deep down, the person who harmed you knows the truth as well. Do not chase their lies. Do not try to convince people to believe you. Let them think what they will and trust that time will reveal the true character of the person who hurt you.<br /><br />If your friends and family don't understand and are not able to support you, then pursue support with people who do understand. Go to the Celebrate Recovery abuse support group. Connect with the team at The Mend Project. Meet with a counselor.<br /><br />Stop spending time and energy trying to get support from people who are not able to offer it. And above all, do not allow the opinion of others to cause you to shrink back from being honest about the abuse you've endured or from creating the boundaries you deserve.&nbsp;&nbsp;<br /><br />There is freedom in the truth.</span></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Why Wont God Rescue Me?]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.thenarrowroad.com/blog/why-wont-god-rescue-me]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.thenarrowroad.com/blog/why-wont-god-rescue-me#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Fri, 31 Mar 2023 07:00:00 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.thenarrowroad.com/blog/why-wont-god-rescue-me</guid><description><![CDATA[       Have you ever had a time in your life when you were in terrible pain or misery and you cried out to God, only to feel like you didn&rsquo;t hear back from Him? I have had that experience many times. I have had times in my life when I was literally on my knees, tears streaming down my face, begging God to rescue me &ndash; to rescue me from the pain other people had inflicted on me, to rescue me from the pain I had caused to others and myself, to rescue my children from their own mistakes  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.thenarrowroad.com/uploads/4/2/0/3/42036729/istock-1472567934_orig.jpg" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph"><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Have you ever had a time in your life when you were in terrible pain or misery and you cried out to God, only to feel like you didn&rsquo;t hear back from Him? I have had that experience many times. I have had times in my life when I was literally on my knees, tears streaming down my face, begging God to rescue me &ndash; to rescue me from the pain other people had inflicted on me, to rescue me from the pain I had caused to others and myself, to rescue my children from their own mistakes or from the harm inflicted on them by others &ndash; but then felt as if God was simply silent. Now there have been a million times in my life when God HAS shown up out of nowhere and solved problems that seemed unsolvable to me, or provided and protected me in ways that were astonishing. But what about the times when He doesn&rsquo;t seem to show up? Why??</span></div>  <div>  <!--BLOG_SUMMARY_END--></div>  <div class="paragraph"><font color="#000000">For over a decade I was in an abusive relationship. I was so depressed, and in so much pain, that at times I wondered if death was my only escape. I felt trapped, alone, and like no one could understand my misery. For years, I cried out to God daily, asking Him to make my abuser more kind, to send someone to rescue me, to help me be perfect so that somehow the abuse would stop. But my abuser never got nicer, no one came to rescue me, and I was never able to be perfect enough to stop the abuse. The cycle went on and on. I suffered in silence most of the time, but at other times, in a desperate attempt to be &ldquo;rescued,&rdquo; I would reach out to others for help. By some I was offered kind words of encouragement, some urged me to leave the abuse, some questioned me and wondered if I was just exaggerating and being overly dramatic about the things that I was enduring, and some even told me that good Christian girls must never break their commitments, even if it requires enduring abuse. </font><br /><br /><font color="#000000">I went person to person for "support" (subconsciously searching to be rescued), but no one came and scooped me up to rescue me&hellip;Thank God! Yes, I just said, &ldquo;Thank God that no one came to rescue me.&rdquo; Let me explain. Since no one came to rescue me, guess who had to rescue me? Yep, it was me! I had to rescue me. And guess how God taught me how to rescue myself? By making sure that no one else rescued me. What I know now is that God did answer every single one of my desperate prayers. He didn&rsquo;t answer me by specifically giving me what I was asking, because He knew better than me what I needed. He knew that if He had rescued me &ndash; pulled me immediately out of my situation &ndash; I would have likely ended up right back in a similar situation. So instead, God allowed my pain to get so bad that I was finally pushed to do the hard work of rescuing myself. He provided all of the resources &ndash; friends to talk to, support groups to get support from, counselors to guide me, books to find insight from, His Word to provide wisdom &ndash; but He forced me to do the work so that I would be changed, not just rescued and left the same.</font><br /><br /><font color="#000000">One of the very first issues I had to resolve was the question of why I so desperately wanted to be rescued. Why did I so desperately want other people to help me make decisions that were actually pretty obvious to make? Was it because I never had a dad who rescued me when I was little? Was it because I was so afraid of judgement from others that I wanted other people to give me approval? Was it because I was just too tired, both mentally and physically, to stand up to people who might not believe me or agree with my decisions? Was it something else altogether? Probably a little of all of those things, but the bottom line is, God knew that if He had simply rescued me from my pain, I&rsquo;d never be in a spot where I had to even ask myself these questions and work on me.</font><br /><br /><font color="#000000">Today I thank God for not rescuing me all those nights when I begged Him to rescue me. I thank God that instead, He changed me. He forced me to grow up, to face my shortcomings, to face my fears, to grow in strength and endurance, and to stand up and rescue myself from the misery I had chosen. He rescued me in a way that I didn&rsquo;t know was possible. </font><br /><br /><font color="#000000">If you feel that God is not hearing your desperate cry to be rescued, my friend, p</font><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">lease hold onto hope</span><font color="#000000">. Perhaps He has a plan that is far beyond, and far better, than the short-term rescue plan that you&rsquo;ve envisioned. Perhaps He has a plan to change you in ways that you didn&rsquo;t know were possible, to give you strength you didn&rsquo;t know you had, and to provide you with a new and better life than you ever could have imagined. It may feel hopeless at times now, but I can assure you that God can, and will, make good out of even the most hopeless feeling situations.<br />&#8203;</font><br /><font color="#000000">Psalm 27</font><br /><font color="#000000">Romans 8:28</font><br /><font color="#000000">&#8203;Revelation 21:4<br /><br />(Original publication date&nbsp;</font><span>12/27/2016)</span></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Persevering When Life Feels Unfair]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.thenarrowroad.com/blog/persevering-when-life-feels-unfair]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.thenarrowroad.com/blog/persevering-when-life-feels-unfair#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Fri, 17 Mar 2023 07:00:00 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.thenarrowroad.com/blog/persevering-when-life-feels-unfair</guid><description><![CDATA[       As we celebrate St. Patrick&rsquo;s Day today, I am reminded of the inspirational story of Patrick, who endured and overcame&nbsp;great&nbsp;hardship. Born in 385 AD, Patrick was captured and sold into slavery at the young age of 16. For six years, he suffered isolation and the cruelty of his captures, and eventually he escaped and was reunited with his family. Years later, Patrick returned to Ireland, the very place he was subjected to so much pain, and he spent the rest of his days prea [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.thenarrowroad.com/uploads/4/2/0/3/42036729/istock-2007594847_orig.jpg" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph">As we celebrate St. Patrick&rsquo;s Day today, I am reminded of the inspirational story of Patrick, who endured and overcame&nbsp;great&nbsp;hardship. Born in 385 AD, Patrick was captured and sold into slavery at the young age of 16. For six years, he suffered isolation and the cruelty of his captures, and eventually he escaped and was reunited with his family. Years later, Patrick returned to Ireland, the very place he was subjected to so much pain, and he spent the rest of his days preaching about God&rsquo;s love. His influence on the people of Ireland and Europe was so great that even to this day we honor his story by celebrating St. Patrick&rsquo;s Day.&nbsp;<br /></div>  <div>  <!--BLOG_SUMMARY_END--></div>  <div class="paragraph">&#8203;<span>One of the most impactful books I have ever read is &ldquo;Man&rsquo;s Search for Meaning,&rdquo; by Viktor Frankl. Frankl was&nbsp;a successful psychiatrist who held two doctorates, one in medicine and one in philosophy. He was well respected and had a thriving career in his native country of Austria, but in 1944 he was imprisoned in a concentration camp. In the three years he spent in Auschwitz and Dachau, not only was Frankl forced to watch the torture and death of countless numbers of friends, he also mourned the loss of his dear wife and child. As Frankl endured captivity, what he began to wonder was why some people seemed to give up in the midst of pain and stress, while others were able to persevere through the unimaginable. After he was freed, Frankl went on to live to the age of 92 and he dedicated the rest of his life to bringing hope and healing to suffering people.&nbsp;</span><br /><span>&nbsp;</span><br /><span>While you and I may not be able to relate to being sold into slavery, or being held in captivity in a concentration camp, what most of us can relate to are the feelings of frustration, pain, and discouragement that come when the world around us seems unfair and out of control. When things at work or at school aren&rsquo;t going as we&rsquo;d hoped. When relationships fall apart and we experience the deep pain of loss. When everything we see and hear on the news and on the internet is filled with turmoil and injustice. How do we persevere when life is just not fair?&nbsp;</span><br /><span>&nbsp;</span><br /><span>One thing that St. Patrick and Viktor Frankl had in common was their determination to focus on the truth that they were created for a reason and that their circumstances did not have to dictate how they would live their lives. They didn&rsquo;t use their&nbsp;circumstances as a reason to treat others unkindly, to give up on people and life, or to deter them from living out their purpose. As a result, they overcame great obstacles and their stories have blessed the lives of thousands and thousands of people.&nbsp;</span><br /><span>&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Just like Frankl and St. Patrick, YOU, my friend, were uniquely created with a purpose! There is nothing &ndash; no mistake, no mean person, no unfair circumstance &ndash; that can change that. There is nothing random or meaningless about your life, and every decision you make (behind closed doors and in front of others) impacts the world around you, for the better or the worse. Wars, disease, political unrest, and social injustices have always existed. Death, pain, heartache, and trials enter every person&rsquo;s life at some point. The question should not be how can we avoid the inevitability of trials and frustrations, but instead,&nbsp;how will we respond to&nbsp;the circumstances we will face? Frankl once wrote,&nbsp;</span><span style="font-weight:600">&ldquo;Between stimulus and response there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and our freedom.&rdquo;</span><span>&nbsp;We can&nbsp;choose to be tossed about by the winds and waves of adversity, or we can choose to stay focused on our own personal mission to be the person we were created to be regardless of the circumstances around us.&nbsp;</span><br /><span>&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="font-weight:600">&ldquo;Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms &ndash; to choose one&rsquo;s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one&rsquo;s own way.&rdquo;&nbsp; &ndash; Viktor Frankl</span><br /></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Do not fear human judgement]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.thenarrowroad.com/blog/november-02nd-2015]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.thenarrowroad.com/blog/november-02nd-2015#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2015 00:59:18 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.thenarrowroad.com/blog/november-02nd-2015</guid><description><![CDATA[       To be a person who stands for something, who has convictions and holds true to your values and beliefs, means being a person who will not be liked by everyone.&nbsp;      It means being a person who will have to face conflict and judgement at times. That's hard and it can hurt, but there's no way around it. It is just not possible to always do what you believe is right without ruffling the feathers of people who stand for other beliefs. We have a choice - to live a life striving to fit in [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.thenarrowroad.com/uploads/4/2/0/3/42036729/istock-484794034_orig.jpg" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:left;"><span>To be a person who stands for something, who has convictions and holds true to your values and beliefs, means being a person who will not be liked by everyone.&nbsp;</span><br /><br /></div>  <div>  <!--BLOG_SUMMARY_END--></div>  <div class="paragraph"><span>It means being a person who will have to face conflict and judgement at times. That's hard and it can hurt, but there's no way around it. It is just not possible to always do what you believe is right without ruffling the feathers of people who stand for other beliefs. We have a choice - to live a life striving to fit in and be liked by everyone, or to live a life liking yourself and holding true to the person God created you to be.<br /><br />Be kind and gentle always, but speak the truth in love and do not fear anyone's judgement except for that of the God who made you and loves you.<br />&#8203;Phil. 4:4-9&nbsp;</span><span>&#128156;</span></div>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>