Between Faith and Frailty
Being a psychology student, according to me, was a blessing back then. Getting to lend a helping hand, being a good listener to others, suggesting solutions and making someone understand what the source of their problem is. But when it comes to my personal life, I was, I mean, I am a perfect zero. Some days I feel uplifted, courageous and strong that I then believe I only need Jesus and not therapy. Somedays I need therapy to start looking at Jesus again and follow Him. It becomes even more complicated when there is a deliberate yet helpless distance between your real self and ideal self. Hunting for bible verses that comforts you, re-reading a psalm again and again and listening to worship songs, only to realize that you've become numb to whatever sources of His voice you had around you. Doubting if it's really your love for God or fear of the consequences of your actions that is stopping you from doing what you want to do. Finding it hard to trust in the Lord e...
