Author: kristenrupp525
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Claiming God’s Presence in Dark Moments
Written in March of 2022 My mind is foggy, like nothing that I am processing makes sense. My phone registers 35 unread messages, but I cannot even begin to read them, they are like a foreign language. From downstairs, I can hear music from Encanto lofting up the stairway. I hear giggles, squeals, and little…
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Beholding the Sky
Written in March of 2022 I find myself nestled in the plush white chair in the corner of our room, draped in a blanket. This spot is familiar to me like my morning cup of coffee. I didn’t make it outside today. My body was too physically exhausted and the onset of a cold kept…
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Embraced
Written in April 2022 I walk into church the wind blasting my face, so forceful it might knock me over. This is my first Sunday back to church. My stomach is tied in knots; the familiar nauseating anxiety climbing up my insides. I take a deep breath. I walk, with each step, reminding myself I…
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What if “How are you?” doesn’t have an easy answer?
Written in March of 2022 It’s another slate gray day outside and within my soul; I am drained. I have slowly re-entered the world of motherhood – washing dishes, wiping sticky fingers, scooping up toys and placing them in bins, and filling cups, all while having an inner monologue blazing through my mind about what…
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The Shepherd of Our Dark Valleys
Written in March of 2022 Feelings whirl within me, so forceful I might implode, broken and left for dead. Questions circle my mind like vultures, What now? How do I move forward? How do I live with this pain? How do I make sense of this and use my story? I slowly feel the familiar…
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Safe Haven
written in March of 2022 Curled up under a blanket, my lifeless body soaks in the afternoon sun, as its beams spill into our living room. The sun’s rays caress my pale face. Closing my eyes, I can almost feel the grainy sand and can almost hear the whoosh of the Pacific Ocean from a…
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Wondrous Worth
written in March of 2022 “You are worthy.” I read this phrase as I mindlessly scroll on my phone, watching other people’s life updates ascend as my thumb flicks upward. This string of words surfaces so much it feels like it should be keeping me afloat; but because I don’t believe these words, the opposite…
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It was just supposed to be a trip to Target
written in March of 2022 It was just supposed to be a trip to Target. My daughter woke up with a stomach bug at 6:30 this morning. We were in survival mode the last month, so we didn’t have any of the necessities needed when a child is sick. The early weeks of my medication…
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Refuge of Grace
The “why” behind my blog, Refuge of Grace. I desire to share about my journey of resting in God’s refuge of grace in the middle of the storm of depression and anxiety.
Refuge of Grace 