Tori Mann

It is an idolatrous belief that marriage will satisfy the longings of our hearts. We’ll only feel complete when we belong to God.

I’m not in control. I’m not perfect. And I feel like my life is falling apart. You see, I felt horrible that I had disappointed someone.

I’m thankful for the differences that led to our breakup because there were other serious issues beneath the surface I realized years later.

Trying out a new church has taken on the flavor of embarking on an adventure, requiring bravery and courage. But it also requires courage to stay.

My pets (a dog and a cat) are persistent. They know what they want, and they don’t stop until they get it. Maybe we can learn from them.

The habit of being busy has bled into other aspects of my life. While hospitality does take work, I find myself missing out.

I want so much to be a better person. I make efforts to be better, then get exhausted and stop and then go back to worrying and try again. It’s a sad cycle.

After our breakup, we both realized we still cared for each — as friends — so we tried to rebuild our friendship. And we made a lot of mistakes.