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The Power in Being Heard By: Savannah Locke

I started going to therapy after realizing that thing my cousin did to me as a child was sexual abuse and the repercussions were resounding in my life a decade later. I don’t know how the brain works or why memories resurfaced during a summer abroad trip in England, but they did, so I began my third year of college and first session of therapy in the fall of 2012.

I felt uncomfortable being listened to with such intensity. Shari…

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“But when did we ever win in the end when we lowered our standards and dumbed down who we are to get what we think we want?
I’m more convinced than ever that the right person will never ask you to diminish yourself so that they can be comfortable being with you. They won’t shame you for your convictions. They won’t put down what you value. They won’t make you feel like you being you is…

Are Your Standards Too High?

You know those articles, Facebook, or Instagram posts that are so personal and transparent that you literally hit post, publish, or submit with one eye open and then pray that it doesn’t sound like complete babble?

Well, I did exactly that when I submitted this article to share with the Grit and Virtue blog. I rarely share publicly about the inner workings of my romantic relationships, but this article just flowed out of my heart and I knew I needed…

The Risky Business of Vulnerability


Let’s just let that word hang in the air for a moment.

I’m sure this word brings up different feelings and thoughts for each of us. We have all had different experiences with it, good and bad I’m sure.

There is nothing like moving to a new place with new people, new job, new church…ok, just new everything, that challenges you in the department of vulnerability.

Even with all my education in Psychology and counseling I had never made a huge distinction between transparency…

Sometimes God Plays Pretend

As a little girl (and only child girl) I used to force my dad to sit and have tea parties with me. I would set the table with little cups and plates, and at the miniature table and chairs, my big, grown-up dad would have to sit (pinkies up) and play pretend tea party with me. Of course, there was no “real tea” or “real crumpets”, but he was content to play along because he knew it brought joy to…

A Brief But Priceless Gift

At the outset we may not know the reasons why a person enters and exits our lives. But if you are living and breathing, you are in a constant cycle of embracing and letting go.

Ten years ago, God arranged for someone to enter my life that, unbeknownst to me, would leave it not long after. Before now, I have never officially written down this story, and time would not allow for all the details and nuances of God’s plan, but I would like…