The #AskSteveAustin Twitter hashtag is really taking off. I’m getting new questions, every single day, and trying to answer as many as possible. What’s your biggest question? What’s the question that keeps you up at night? The one that gnaws at your soul? The one you feel you can’t ask anybody else? Is it about […]
For many people I know, Christianity has been boiled down to morality. It has become a way to ensure you skip eternal damnation. It’s a list of do’s and don’ts, but there is no real freedom. Many Christians have traded the yoke of slavery for the yoke of religion, and both are dead.
Healing is possible. No matter what you have faced. You can heal from your addiction, incest, trauma, sexual assault or rape, cancer, depression, panic attacks, racing and disturbing thoughts, suicide attempts, cutting and other forms of self-injury, bullying and anything else that life may throw your way.
The Grace is Messy Spiritual and Religious Recovery Group last four weeks. It includes a weekly online meeting via private Google hangout. Membership to the group also includes a secret Facebook group where we can collaborate daily. In this four-week recovery group, we’ll walk through portions of my brand-new 21 Day Recovery Journal. I created this journal along with my friend Kate Pieper, a Licensed Marriage and Family Therapist and a professional trauma therapist. This recovery group is going to be a game-changer! I’ll ask thought-provoking questions, provide digestible information, give you great resources, and leave you with encouraging and practical steps to recover.
Do you remember the iconic scene from Forrest Gump, when Forrest tells the woman on the bench next to him, “Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you are going to get.” At 25, I had my entire life planned out. Whom I would marry, how many children I would have, my career, the car I would drive, the places I would travel. It was glorious. I thought I would only pick the chocolates I liked.
Cancer upended it all. In the ugly packaging of cancer came my greatest joy.
I believe in a Jesus who straightened out all the crooked paths we humans devised and made the complicated things simple. I believe in a Jesus who welcomed the little children who longed to be near him. I am one of those little children, who is content just to at His feet.
I had just left a meeting at Children’s Hospital and was walking across the parking deck. The place was packed. The concrete citadel was loaded with automobiles plus hurried and worried people and I had previously struggled with a place to park. I was weaving through the maze of cars and traffic, trying to […]