Mental Health


Courage, Part 3

Today at ufcwomen.blog, Jaime Sherman reflects on Psalms 46 and 112, sharing a real and raw post about her ongoing journey of walking in the courage that comes through the strength the Lord provides.

Come to Me, All Who Are Angry

Jasmine Timm points to reasons for anger and gives practical tools for dealing with this emotion as it arises in our daily lives.

Certainty in Uncertain Times

Welcome to Tuesday’s Daily Joy!

Editor’s Note: You may have seen Jasmine Timm on a Sunday morning. She serves with the kids’ and women’s ministries, helping teach and develop curriculum and Bible studies as well as contributing to this blog. She is currently studying counseling at Western Seminary, and thus, we have asked her to share with us today a bit about what God is teaching her during these times of isolation, along with a few practical things to aid in helping our mental and spiritual health flourish in times like these.

Pursuing a Peaceful Heart

Twice a month our UFC mamas gather for a time of encouragement in the calling that God has given them. Today we hear from Joanna Sheppard, who helps lead the time for our mom’s gatherings. Since the mamas could not meet this week, we welcome Joanna’s thoughts and encouragements for them and for all of us who walk with Jesus.

Redeeming the Time: COVID-19 Challenge

I was driving with my son this past week to find a place to watch the men’s Duck basketball game together, but by the time we got to the restaurant, the tournament was cancelled. The rest of the day continued to bring all kinds of cancellations and disappointments of fun and routine lost. My son was overcome with frustration and started to complain. Frankly, I wanted to complain, too, but I found myself talking to us both about our current situation. We can choose to complain, or we can find a way to make the best of the situation. We have been overwhelmed in the last week with all of the news of the coronavirus and what we are losing over the next few months. Thus, I thought I would create a list of ways that we can make the most of our extra home time in the coming weeks. If you have other ideas, please do post them in the comments section below or email us at ufcwomen.blog@gmail.com.

Total Surrender

Editor’s Note: This reflection and artwork come from artist and Jesus follower Ellie Escobar, who lives on Vancouver Island. Since I met Ellie last fall on an airplane to Washington, D.C., and shared her story and testimony with you in January, she has followed our blog and sent me regular encouragement from God’s Word. Ellie has expressed on several occasions that she and her sister — along with their Bible study groups in British Columbia and in Europe — have been praying for us, their sisters in the Lord here in Oregon. What a gift, especially as we enter the uncharted waters of COVID-19. With Ellie’s permission, we are posting her words to me this week alongside a piece of her artwork that is especially fitting. Many Blessings, Jaime Sherman

Be Not Troubled

For some of us, God may at times seem far off, especially in the looming darkness of the unknown — or the unpleasant reality of our own present circumstances. Some of the once-hidden mysteries of 2020 have been uncovered. From news headlines to notices hastily taped to grocery store shelves, we cannot go anywhere without the in-our-face reminder that a virus reached pandemic levels this past week. In the din of warnings, restrictions and worst-case scenarios, it’s easy to forget that God is with us wherever we go.

He is Able

One of my favorite memories from childhood is spending warm summer evenings riding bikes around the neighborhood. My older siblings and a handful of neighbor kids would get together and race each other up and down the steep hills surrounding our homes. At first, my little bike with training wheels satisfied my thirst for inclusion and speed, but my ambition soon grew to include the goal of learning to ride an adult-sized bike all by myself. On my own, this would have been a disaster ending in at least one broken bone, but my dad taught me to ride his bike, step-by-step. He showed me how to climb onto the long banana seat and reach for the handlebars to steer. Soon, I was able to balance the bike on my own for several seconds at a time, but he was always there, ready to grab that handle as soon as I started to fall. When I started riding down the hills, he kept me from crashing by holding on to the seat handle, while running behind me.

Remember the Signs

I often say that my least favorite time to live in Oregon is during the months of January and February. Upon waking each morning, the sun is still sleeping, the rain is pounding, and the air is cold. As I lay in bed trying to summon the motivation to get up, I find myself longing for certain places where the air is warm and crisp and the daylight stretches on for hours.

Courage, Dear Heart

In The Voyage of the Dawn Treader by C.S. Lewis, a moment comes in chapter 12 when the ship’s crew decides to enter a darkness that is like “looking into the mouth of a railway tunnel — a tunnel either so long or so twisty that you cannot see the light at the far end.”