How Perfectionism Drove Me to Pornography.


To be honest, this is probably one of the hardest things I have ever written about. God placed this idea on my heart for a while now, and I’ve avoided it like crazy. But here I am. I’ll let you decide who won that argument.

You ever meet those people who walk around classrooms fixing every table so that they’re all lined up perfectly to one another? Or the kind who go around working every little detail that doesn’t make sense to them? Or better yet, the ones who come across as super controlling and an idea generally never works for them unless it’s theirs?

Yes. I am all the above. Every single one.

I absolutely Love to plan things and I LOVE when things turn out PERFECT to the T…at least my version of perfect, anyway.

I think that in many ways, our culture glorifies this. The idea that we need to know what we’re doing and that we need to constantly be pushing ourselves to not just win some sort of (success) race, but to win that race by ten miles. Coming in first is no longer enough. In order to be happy, life needs to be perfect, Right?

I mean, how many times have we watched movies in which the woman is looking for the ‘perfect’ man or someone is looking for the ‘perfect’ job? How often has that happy ending been the ‘perfect‘ ending–where everything goes back to the way it’s supposed to be?

But here’s the real truth:
My obsession with perfectionism, drove me into an addiction to pornography.

Growing up as a pastor’s kid, I never thought that I would ever struggle with porn. And I was a woman, so the odds of me ever dealing with something like this were super slim…right?

That was probably the first mistake I made: When we underestimate the power of temptation, we fall right into it.

How does perfectionism play into this?

You see, when you constantly live with the idea that life needs to be perfect in order for you to attain true joy, you get muddled up into a whole lot of bad habits because you’re chasing after something that really isn’t there.

For example, I procrastinate like crazy, because I am terrified of not doing perfect on tasks I’m given. So I would rather rush last minute so that I can say that I didn’t put in as much of an effort if I don’t get an A.

There were also times where I completely stopped making an effort in my relationship with Jesus, because I felt like I was far from perfect and this meant that my relationship with Him was also not perfect and so there was no point–because if something is not going to be perfect, then why try at all? Yes?

Similarly, when it came to my search for romantic relationships, I became obsessed with finding the perfect guy for my perfect ending and as much as I know now how incredibly far-fetched that idea is, it is the very thing that lead me to playing with fire.

It would start out with small flings with boys and then when my little heart was broken, I would rebound and it became this vicious cycle of trying to find the perfect love story for myself. Soon I found myself in chatrooms–they all started out as fun things. “I’m just trolling people on the internet” I would tell my friends. But one thing ALWAYS leads to another and before I knew it, I was fighting an enormously dark battle.

To put it simply, I had become Edmund from the Chronicles of Narnia–not the part where he’s sitting in the White Witch’s snow chariot, eating Turkish delight (although that’s exactly how it started), but the part where he begins to regret ever going back to her, now that he’s been locked up for being ‘useless.’

It became easy to watch porn or mess around in chatrooms because those were situations that I was able to make up–I was able to create my own ‘perfect’ scenarios. Shockingly enough (heavy sarcasm intended) I was still not happy.

I remember times where I would cry out and pray that God would somehow give me a man to help me work through my problems. But that was such a wrong kind of prayer to pray. I was selfish.

I still wanted things to be ‘perfect’ but by my own standards.

That being said, it was probably the hardest addiction that I have EVER dealt with, because of how lonely it makes you feel. There is not much that is ever said about women who struggle with pornography and so I didn’t have many places to turn to. Fortunately for me,  the people who I did turn to, helped me immensely.

Surprisingly enough, recent studies have begun to show that pornography is become more and more common among women. You can find more information about that here or here. And those are only the tip of the iceberg. Pornography among women is growing steadily.

It wasn’t until I realized that God’s love for me was so vastly PERFECT…like the real kind of perfect, despite being so incredibly illogical (I in no way deserve the grace He gives me, and He still chooses to give me not just grace, but grace in ABUNDANCE), that I was able to really work on my addiction (Romans 5:8, Galatians 2:20)

I began to pray differently–“Your will, not mine”–I’ve realized that when we align our prayers to truly ask God for His will to be done, we tend to really recognize how much grace we require and how much more there is to life than our own earthly satisfactions. I have stopped intensely pursuing the ‘perfect life’ according to my standards, but I’ve begun to try pursuing the perfect life according to Christ’s standards and it’s a much harder ride to make, but a much more satisfying one to be on (Matthew 6:10, Proverbs 16:3).

My friends, I urge you, if you’re struggling, please, reach out to someone. Be careful not to let your need for perfectionism destroy who you were really created to be–A child of a King.


“What a sweet, sweet assurance it is, to know that I can stand in front of my maker, unashamed, because of what Christ did for me on that cross.” -S.L.A


You can’t fix him… and why that matters.


I have spent about a year wanting to write about God-centered relationships but my heart wasn’t in the right place. I felt like a hypocrite.

My ex-boyfriend is a “Christian”. However, we didn’t view our faith in the same way. He believed in God, but didn’t like going to church, praying, reading the Bible, getting involved in youth group or even talking with me about how amazing the God we serve really is.

Depending on where you are in your relationship with God, that might not seem like a big deal to you. But for me, it was. My relationship with God comes first in my life and I wanted to be with someone who felt the same way. I spent a lot of time asking God whether or not I should be in a relationship with this guy and whether or not he was a part of God’s plan for my life. I so badly wanted Him to show me the “right” path to take. Beyond that, I wasted countless times listing pros and cons trying to figure out if being with this guy long term was something that I really wanted.

One Sunday, our pastor talked about prayers and the way God answers them. I will never forget what he said: “Sometimes God lets us have what we want, to show us that we don’t want it.”

Sometimes God lets us have what we want, to show us that we don’t want it.

I copied this down and read it to myself ten times.

God didn’t audibly tell me which path to take or throw a very clear sign my way because I had things to learn about myself. About relationships, about choices, and especially about Him. I learned about self-confidence, worth, identity, and why having God at the center of your relationships matters. I struggled with that specific prayer and decision for two years not even looking at all the other amazing things God was doing in my life. There were great moments throughout that period of time He worked in, but I had blind eyes to those little blessings because I had such a direct vision on the one problem I felt needed to be resolved.

This blog is not meant to make you feel like a sinner if you’re dating someone at a different place in their faith than you, and it is not meant to make you feel guilty for liking a guy who may not even believe in Jesus. But it is meant to save you a lot of pain and heartache that I had to go through, especially if marrying a man with eyes on Jesus is something that is important to you. Here are 4 things I believe to be true about God-centered relationships and why they matter from my experience that may help you on your journey in discovering relationships.

  • You can’t fix him. It took me a long time to figure this out. I wasn’t dating the guy TO fix him, don’t get that part wrong. I really did like him for many reasons. But there were also some things about him that I wasn’t super crazy about. At first I thought that I would “get over” them, or that they would fix themselves. After A LOT of time I realized that I was the one who needed some evaluation. If you are in a relationship or want to be in one with someone who has different faith than you, don’t think “I can convince him to love Jesus and take him to church with me and we will live happily ever after.” I am here to tell you that men are individuals, not appliances that we can fix. Along with that, people do change, but don’t convince yourself that you can influence him to love Jesus just as much as you because you can’t. Only God can do that, and he will do it in his own time.


  • Your relationship should be God-Centered. In my long 2-year tug-of-war with God I learned there is no picture-perfect godly relationship because two imperfect and different people make for a beautiful imperfect and different relationship. You can read a million blogs and “relationship goal” posts but a God-centered relationship is special for each pair of people. There is a verse in the Bible that gives us a clue as to what this looks like. 2nd Corinthians 14-18: “Do not become partners with those who reject God. How can you make a partnership out of right and wrong? That’s not partnership; that’s war. Is light best friends with dark? Does Christ go strolling with the Devil? Do trust and mistrust hold hands?” The NIV version uses the phrase “do not be unequally yoked with unbelievers.” A yoke is a wooden beam normally used between a pair of oxen or other animals to enable them to pull together on a load when working in pairs. If the oxen were not of equal strength, they would hurt each other from the uneven weight.


  • If you cannot do life by yourself, don’t try to do it with another person. I said this to my cousin last year when she asked me for boy advice, and she told me it was a very deep phrase. In simpler terms, it basically means if you are still figuring out your relationship with God and what you want to do with your life and knowing your identity and true worth (see AMH’s  previous blog for more information on identities) then you shouldn’t try to add a boy to the equation. Relationships are about learning how to live alongside of another person. Life as a middle/high school student is hard. If you find yourself getting lost in the mix, make sure you can plant your feet on solid ground so that what you stand for doesn’t get changed. It’s great to have solid friends to hold you accountable and walk your journey with you as well.


  • It can affect your relationship with God. Have you ever heard the phrase “you are what you eat?” This also applies to “you become like who you spend your time with”. Relationships with other people matter because they can speak truth into your life and encourage you and your walk with God. I can’t think of a better way to explain it than feeling a disjoint between the two relationships. I felt like I couldn’t grow in either relationship without affecting the other one.

If a friend came to mind while reading this who might need to hear these words, make sure to share with them! It would have saved me a ton of heartache, tears and confusion to have one of my friends hold me accountable for one of the most important qualities I want in my boyfriend and future husband. Be that friend for someone else. If this blog described you and is tugging on your heart I encourage you to talk to a trusted adult friend and have them pray with you. (Tugging on your heart would also mean giving you that feeling in the pit of your stomach that you know something isn’t quite right.) Don’t ignore that feeling. Your heart matters, make sure you treat it that way.

Identity Crisis? Call it what you will.

Contributor: Emmarie Moon

I’ve been hearing a lot about identity the last couple of months and really felt a continuous nudge to write about it. What is identity? The word itself means the qualities, beliefs, etc. that make a person/group different from others; who someone is. Everyone has an identity. As you get older, the sense you have of who you are becomes stronger and more in depth. Children might say they are a daughter/son, student, classmate, teammate and friend. As we get older, we start to broaden our views of who are, including our job, car, spouse, kids, even personality traits. These are all good things to associate with, but are not where identity comes from.

You may be wondering why on earth I’m writing this blog if I’m just going to rip your sense of who you are right out from under you. Don’t worry, I’ll give it back. But it might look a little different.The end of my junior year/ beginning of senior year of high school, I started to have an identity crisis. The sport that I was really good at suddenly became more competitive for me as talented underclassmen came into the spotlight. Everyone I knew started asking me where I was going to college and what I was doing with the rest of my life-and I had no idea yet. I got swept away by letting society tell me who I was, what i had to become and the qualities I needed to have in order to be successful; to be someone in this world.


I got swept away by letting society tell me who I was, what i had to become and the qualities I needed to have in order to be successful; to be someone in this world.

It was then i asked the question: where is God? I knew Him my entire life, I knew He was good, I knew He had my back, but I couldn’t feel him. I didn’t feel fulfilled.  I started frantically searching for places to squeeze my identity into – people I could relate to and a person I could strive to be like. Even after reading every cliche quote about who you are, nothing made me feel significant enough. See, that’s the thing about this world. Everything that seems fulfilling suddenly isn’t when you’re not the smartest, the fastest, the best singer, the strongest, the kindest or the best at speaking  anymore.I finally reached out to one of my youth group leaders who told me to start reading in Ephesians chapter 1. If you’re like me, I read it three times and was still confused as to what was going on.

To sum up most of the section, the Message version says in verses 11-12 “It’s in Christ that we find out who we are and what we are living for.” If you’re interested in the rest of the verse, see the message version of Ephesians chapter 1 as a whole.The benefit of putting our identity in Christ is that it never fails. While we get old, or our  talents fade, or trends move on, the foundation of God’s love is timeless. It seems to me that people especially in my age group have poor self image. I think this is because as humans we try to put our identity in our looks, talents, job, income, children, spouse – places it was never meant to be. Sometimes it just takes God slapping you in the face saying, “Be still and know that I am God.” ~Psalm 46:10So what is the difference between my identity before and my identity now? Nothing. My identity in Christ has always been there, but now I know what it is. I am a child of God. I am loved, I am sought after, I was chosen and God has a plan for my life. And no matter what happens in the world around me, those qualities will never change.

Gold – Britt Nicole

Listen to the words of this song and be encouraged. God’s love makes you worth more than gold. Don’t try to find your value in what you can do or what you look like. True beauty is in the truth of the scripture!


Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh

You were walking on the moon, now you’re feeling low
What they said wasn’t true, you’re beautiful
Sticks and stones break your bones, I know what you’re feeling
Words like those won’t steal your glow, you’re one in a million

This, this is for all the girls, boys all over the world
Whatever you’ve been told, you’re worth more than gold
So hold your head up high, it’s your time to shine
From the inside out it shows, you’re worth more than gold
(Gold gold, you’re gold)
You’re worth more than gold
(Gold gold, you’re gold)

When everybody keeps score, afraid you’re gonna lose
Just ignore they don’t know the real you
All the rain in the sky can’t put out your fire
Of all the stars out tonight, you shine brighter

This, this is for all the girls, boys all over the world
Whatever you’ve been told, you’re worth more than gold
So hold your head up high, it’s your time to shine
From the inside out it shows, you’re worth more than gold
(Gold gold, you’re gold)
You’re worth more than gold
(Gold gold, you’re gold)

So don’t let anybody tell you that you’re not loved
And don’t let anybody tell you that you’re not enough
Yeah there are days that we all feel like we’re messed up
But the truth is that we’re all diamonds in the rough

So don’t be ashamed to wear your crown
You’re a king you’re a queen inside and out
You glow like the moon, you shine like the stars
This is for you, wherever you are

Oh, oh, yeah, yeah, oh, oh,
You’re gold

This, this is for all the girls, boys all over the world
Whatever you’ve been told, you’re worth more than gold
(So hold your head) So hold your head up high,
It’s your time to shine
From the inside out it shows, you’re worth more than gold
(Gold gold, you’re gold)
You’re worth more than gold
(Gold gold you’re gold)

So don’t be ashamed to wear your crown
You’re a king you’re a queen inside and out

Real or Fake: Photoshop in Real Life

Those glossy images on magazine covers…. long legs, thin torsos, sun-kissed skin tone.

I wouldn’t call them “fake”. But I wouldn’t call them”real” either.

After all, the photoshopped photos of Jessica Simpson are, in fact, Jessica Simpson. But it’s not reaaallly her. It’s not reaallly real. It’s not down to earth. Authentic. Genuine.

Which is why Cindy Crawford, a famous actress, is quoted as saying. . . “I wish I looked like Cindy Crawford.”

So ask yourself. Do you care more about being picture perfect? Or showing this world who YOU truly are?

I know what God would want. He created YOU. Not the airbrushed, filtered version of yourself. He created the real, down to earth, authentic, genuine you.

Psalms 139:14, “I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.”

Make-up or no make-up? That’s not the question.

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Alright, ladies, admit it. We’ve all had those days. The ones where we wake up in the morning, feeling pretty good about ourselves, and then, we look in the mirror. And we see it, the red, ominous dot on the center of our face, the zit.

Well my wedding day was one of those days. No amount of airbrushed make up or a side swept bang could cover up the giant blemish marking the most important day of my life.

Everyone told me I’d grow out of it. The oily skin I had when I was younger would give my skin a healthy glow when I grew up… but I turned 22 years old to find myself a grown married woman who still battles the not-so-beautiful marks on my face. Not exactly the skin that Proactive promised me.

I still spend money on face scrubs, more money on name brand lotions for sensitive skin, and even more money on makeup to cover up the zits when those products don’t work. It’s a seemingly hopeless cycle of covering up what’s underneath.

And, it makes me question, what else do I try to cover up? How often do I try to present the best version myself? Am I trying to be someone else rather than being who I truly am?

I wish I could say that someday we’d get over it, that adults do not obsess about their appearance. But anyone who has a grandmother knows that she still spends an hour curling her hair and applying lipstick for the morning church service. Women want to be beautiful.

And the glossy magazine covers don’t help. We thumb through page after page of long legs, thin torsos, and sun-kissed skin as we wait for our spot in the grocery line, wishing we looked like someone else. Teenagers want to look like Sarah Hyland, middle age women want Jennifer Aniston’s body, senior citizens want Meryl Streep’s timeless beauty, and almost every woman envies Beyonce’s curves.

But the perfect images we see give us a delusional version of reality. I wouldn’t call those images “fake”. But I wouldn’t call them “real” either. After all, the photoshopped photos of Kim Kardashian are, in fact, Kim Kardashian. But it’s not really her. It’s not really real. It’s not down to earth, authentic, genuine.

I bet even the stars wish they looked like the pictures they see of themselves. Cindy Crawford, an ‘80s actress, is famously quoted as saying “I wish I looked like Cindy Crawford.”

So ask yourself. Do you care more about being picture perfect? Or showing this world who YOU truly are?

I know what God would want. He created you. Not the airbrushed, filtered version of yourself. He created the real, down to earth, authentic, genuine you.

Psalms 139:14 says, “I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.”

Now, don’t get ahead of yourself. It seems that the counter cultural reaction to all of the Botox injections and fake baked skin would be a complete rejection of everything and anything that enhances our beauty.

But Paul’s warning in 1 Timothy 2:9-10 against women with braided hair and jewelry was never meant to discourage women from being beautiful, it was meant to discourage women from being a distraction.

It isn’t wrong for me to enhance my God given beauty, wear make-up or cover up my zits in the morning. In fact, I recommend it. But it’s wrong if those things become a distraction. When I become dependent on my appearance for my confidence then I’ve neglected one of the first truths that God’s Word revealed about human beings in the very first chapter of Genesis.

We are made in the image of God (Genesis 1:27).

Our identity isn’t in our appearance. It is in Him. When we find our confidence in what we look like, we freak out. Because, no matter how pretty you are or how pretty you think that you are, it’s inevitable that you’re going to have one of “those” days. If we find our confidence in what we look like, we’ll be disappointed.

But, when we find our confidence in who God is, we’ll never be disappointed. If we realize that his plan for our life is bigger than a bad hair day or a zit on our face, we don’t have to freak out over our outward appearance.

Even on a day as important as your wedding day, you can look at the big picture and realize that something as insignificant as a zit doesn’t matter at all. I confidently marched down that wedding aisle toward the man that I loved, knowing he would love me the same.

This is the type of security and confidence we find in Christ. Because the truth is, you are more than your weight. You are more than your popularity. You are more than your beauty. You are His.

Sticks and Stones

“Sticks and stones may break your bones…. but words will hurt too.”

You’re fat.

I don’t like you.

You’re ugly.

Your’e dumb.

It’s amazing how hurtful words can be when we put our confidence in what people think.

[Insert the big BUT (with one “t”) here]

BUT You are more than your weight.

BUT You are more than your popularity.

BUT You are more than your beauty.

BUT You are more than your brains.

You are His.

Girls are picked at, made fun of, and sometimes put down just for being a girl. Watch this video and be reminded that God created you to be powerful, confident, and brave.

What Makes You Feel Beautiful?

It’s not up to someone else to decide if we’re beautiful.

This group of ladies discuss what makes them feel beautiful. And it’s not what you’d think.

It’s not their hair.

It’s not their skin.

Or their waistline.

Beauty is about more than what they look like. They feel most beautiful when they make others feel beautiful.

Making a deep connection.

Looking through the eyes of a loved one.

Fulfilling the purpose God gave them.

What we do says so much more about who we are than what we look like. 

Dear Brokenhearted


Dear Brokenhearted,

You are not alone.

We have all been betrayed, abandoned, or wounded by someone we love. Some offenses are greater than others, but we all are familiar with the ache of heartbreak. The low, sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach as the person you thought you knew chooses to stop caring.

Hope dies, and your heart cries, “This is not the way things are supposed to be!”

And, you’re right, it isn’t.

We serve a God who is love (1 John 4:8), and what He designed was good, very good (Genesis 1:31). Heartbreak wasn’t a part of the original design but a product of the fall. It’s a fervent reminder that this is not our home.

The person that broke your heart, their lives are affected by sin just like yours is. It doesn’t give them a Get Out of Jail Free Card for their behavior or their inability to protect and treasure your heart, but it’s merely the reality of living in a broken world. People are going to disappoint you. In fact, although you may not want to hear it, I guarantee you disappointed them too.  This is because we are all constantly in a battle against our selfish flesh, struggling to die to self so that He may become greater (John 3:30), and so we can actually love the way we are called to (1 Corinthians 13:4-13). The sad truth is that often our hearts get caught in the cross fire of someone’s struggle to die to self. This does not make the person bad. This definitely doesn’t give you the right to hate them. It merely makes them human just like you.

You may have been disappointed by someone, they may have changed, but you have a Heavenly Father that is the same yesterday, today, and forever (Hebrews 13:8). He will never leave you, nor forsake you (Hebrews 13:5), and He promises that nothing in all creation can separate you from His love (Romans 8:38-19).

God loves you. He also loves the person that broke your heart.

You have a choice to do the same. Although often it is necessary to distance yourself from a friend, boyfriend, or family member after a heartbreak, you can still choose to honor them by not gossiping or smack talking about them. They are a beloved child of God, made in His image, and therefore your tongue should respect them as such (James 3:8-10). It’s not easy, but it’s right. God is just, your difficult choice to do what is right in spite of your pain will not go unnoticed. (Galatians 6:7-10).

So my dear brokenhearted this is not just about your pain. It never is. You have a choice. You will either become a victim of your circumstance and allow it to define you, or you will allow it to refine you.

Romans 5:3-5 tells us, “We can rejoice, too, when we run into problems and trials, for we know that they help us develop endurance. And endurance develops strength of character, and character strengthens our confident hope of salvation. And this hope will not lead to disappointment. For we know how dearly God loves us, because he has given us the Holy Spirit to fill our hearts with his love.”

You can either listen to the voices that will trap you in a cycle of self pity, feelings of unworthiness, and distaste towards the one that caused your pain, or you can choose to allow God to define and refine who you are. He says you are loved (John 3:16). He says you are His child (1 John 3:1). He says you are radiant (Matthew 5:14). He says you are more than a conqueror (Romans 8:37). And even in your weakness He says, “My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.” (2 Corinthians 12:9)

My dear brokenhearted friend, I am sorry. I’m sorry that you had to experience this, and I don’t want to make light of your pain. Trust me, I understand. All I want is for you to see there is more than this moment. God desires more for you than your broken state, and He’s ready to help you overcome it.

So, take a little time. Eat the ice-cream. Cry the tears. Mourn the loss.


Don’t let it define you. Allow God to refine you.

The Power of the “Like”



Aka – the favor of the general public….or something that used to be measured by whether or not you were offered an invitation to sit at the cool girl’s table at lunch.

But today we often judge our social status by the number of likes our latest post on Facebook or Instagram receives.

We’ve all done it. Posted a picture or updated a status only to check our computers or phones every five minutes to see if anyone has liked it yet. Once the first person likes it there is an instant relief at being accepted. Someone thinks I’m as cool as I want them too!

BUT…it’s followed almost immediately by the desire for another and another and another person’s approval. Especially if your friend has posted something at the same time as you OR something similar. Then it becomes an all-out war to see who is more “liked”.

This vicious cycle will repeat itself: two, five, twenty, maybe fifty times a day. The “Like” button has dangerous power over us that we don’t really want to acknowledge, but we know it’s there. We fear no being accepted. We fear not having peoples favor. We fear we are unlikable.

The Bible has something awesome to say about this, and I think that you’ll agree with me when I say that it’s pretty right on.

Proverbs 29:25 (GNB) “It is dangerous to be concerned with what others think of you, but if you trust the Lord you are safe.”

When we place our value in what others think of us it is dangerous. Flat out. It gives people power they are not equipped to manage well. In the case of social media it’s not only what they say that concerns us but also what they don’t say. It’s not so much the fear of someone writing “Woah, that’s a horrible picture,” but the lack of “likes” that has us trying to find the perfect filter for our latest Instagram.

But God is so faithful. Not only does He take the time to point out to us that placing value in what others think is dangerous, but He tells us “Hey, trust in Me and you are safe.”

The definition of safe is: to feel protected from or not exposed to danger or risk; to be secure, protected, shielded, sheltered, guarded, and out of harm’s way.

Doesn’t that sound wonderful! I mean seriously, in a world where every part of your appearance, wit, humor, intelligence, and experiences are on display for the world to see who doesn’t want to feel safe?

I’m not saying to not participate in social media. It can be an awesome tool when used properly! It’s fun! It keeps you connected! I’m just suggesting that next time you post something be conscious. Choose to find your identity wrapped safely in the arms of your Heavenly Father. Know whose you are. You don’t need the acceptance and approval of the masses or even of one. That is not where your identity lies.

Placing your value in the hands of people is risky business, but placing it in God’s hands will never disappoint. You will always be safe.