"Journaling: The Greatest Therapy"

Journaling: The Greatest Therapy | Compassion That Compels
by Amber Swenson One ordinary day, I was showering when I came across a lump on my breast. As startling as it was, I thought it was something innocent like a cyst. My doctor agreed but decided further testing was necessary. The next week and a half of my life was a blur. The lump went from a… Read More

"Hope for Hodgkin’s Lymphoma"

You are precious and I love you. Isaiah 43:4 | CompassionThatCompels.org
by Emily Amador I was diagnosed with Hodgkin’s Lymphoma stage 2A in March of 2010 when I was 18 years old. I completed three rounds of chemotherapy and went into remission. Soon after, I started college, and four years later, I graduated with a Bachelor’s Degree in Communication and Sociology and celebrated four years of being in… Read More

"When is it Time for Fasting?"

the point when I’m saturated with my own selfishness and relying on my own knowledge.
Isaiah 58:6 “Is not this the kind of fasting I have chosen: to loose the chains of injustice and untie the cords of the yoke, to set the oppressed free and break every yoke?’ When I reach maximum density, I know that it’s time for fasting and prayer in my life. By maximum density, I’m not talking an overindulgence of sugar laden snacks. That’s what spandex is for. I’m talking, when I’m saturated with my own selfishness and relying on my own knowledge. That’s a scary thought because I once put the remnants of a candle with the wick in the microwave to melt the wax because the jar was so pretty. That was three months ago. I’m 48, imagine the headlines for that one. Really? Read More

"When God Doesn’t Seem Fair…or Good"

When your world is shaken, it’s normal to question, or even blame, God. If God really is good, how could He just stand by and let this terrible thing happen to you?
by Nancy Backues It was August, which meant the start of another school year. I should have been especially excited as my youngest was starting Kindergarten that year. However, a new development overshadowed any feelings of anticipation I might have felt: the cancer I’d battled three years earlier had not only returned, it had spread. Now my… Read More