Author: Amanda Long

Surrender into the Arms of a Loving Father

I have always been someone who likes to have a plan as to how things will work out. My decisions and desires have largely been driven by comfort, familiarity, and a sense of control over my life. Growing up and throughout high school and entering college, this led to a pattern of relying heavily on…
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Challenges as Blessings

When I was 13 months old, I was diagnosed with Spinal Muscular Atrophy (SMA). This disorder causes me to be very physically weak because it doesn’t allow my muscles to grow and strengthen, so therefore I am in a wheelchair because I am unable to walk and move around easily. SMA is the number one…
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Lilia Tisch

For most of my life I’ve had a strong desire to fit in. I have continually placed my identity in how well liked I am and how others see me. I started to believe from an early age that in order to gain someone’s love I would have to be a good friend, daughter, sister,…
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Dancing for God’s Glory

I grew up in Christian home and accepted Christ into my life when I was young. My family would go to church almost every Sunday alongside hundreds of people. I learned that Jesus came and died for my sins on a cross because of His everlasting love for us. My church gave me more opportunities…
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Fitting In

Growing up, the one thing I wanted more than anything was the approval of others. I wanted to be liked by everyone and to do that I thought I had to do well in school and be good at the sports I played. I quickly learned to place my identity in what other people thought…
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Worthy, Simply Because God Says I Am

Some of my best memories growing up are from church. As a kid always wanting to put out the candles in my Sunday school classroom, running into the big community room for donuts once we were let out, and, as I got older, heelying down the halls with my best friends and late-night study sessions…
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Jars of Clay

I grew up knowing the basics of what a relationship with God looked like and what a normal “Christian” routine was- going to church, praying before meals, etc. My parents always set a good example for me by living out their values and teaching me more about who God is. Though I grew in knowledge…
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Christ in My Weakness

I’ve been following Christ for a while now. I think about 6 years for real, as before that I think a lot of what I believed about God was impersonal and just a distant idea of what I thought He was. But even with trying to follow Christ and be in a right relationship with…
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Always Loved, Always Redeemed

In my early childhood, I had grown up in a Christian household. My mother and father would take my brothers and I to church every Sunday morning, and I would also go to a church group for kids to learn about the Bible after each Sunday service. I had always viewed Sunday mornings with a…
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Through Loss there is Hope

Do you ever ask the question, “How can anyone see hope from tragedy?” This is a question that over years of contemplation, I’ve found an answer to. I come from a family where both of my parents came from a traditional church setting which by their admission had a small impact on their lives. At…
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