by Teresa Shields Parker | Jun 23, 2020 | Blog, Devotional, Health, Inspiration, overcomers, Purpose, Uncategorized
What is the biggest issue you have regarding emotional eating? I asked my coaching group that question the other day. One woman answered: boredom. Then she asked, “Is boredom a feeling?” This was a very intriguing question to me. I’d never considered boredom a... 
by Teresa Shields Parker | Jun 17, 2020 | Devotional, Family, Health, Inspiration, overcomers, Purpose, Uncategorized
Beyond a shadow of a doubt, I know God is the God of the impossible. He did the impossible in my mother’s life. He healed her from mental illness that wreaked havoc with her emotions. And because I had a front row seat to witness that transformation, I was able... 
by Teresa Shields Parker | Jun 10, 2020 | Blog, Devotional, Inspiration, Purpose, Uncategorized
It was at a Bible study and prayer meeting at Sheila Ruffin’s house. At that point in my life I had a Bible degree and a lot of head knowledge, but very little experience in following God’s leading. At Sheila’s, though, we’d study the Bible and then we’d apply what we... 
by Teresa Shields Parker | Jun 3, 2020 | Blog, Devotional, Health, Inspiration, overcomers, Uncategorized
“What’s Eating you?” What is the thing that is bugging the daylights out of you? What makes you angry every time you encounter it? What throws you off course and causes you to cuss like a sailor in your head, whether you actually say it or not? It’s the thing that, as... 
by Teresa Shields Parker | May 26, 2020 | Blog, Devotional, Health, Inspiration, overcomers, Uncategorized
“When you are hemorrhaging, comfort food is a tourniquet and eating healthy seems like a long ride to the hospital when you might die,” a woman who came into our coaching group said to me. Ever feel this way? I know I have. I understood exactly what she meant... 
by Teresa Shields Parker | May 22, 2020 | Blog, Health, Poems and fiction, Uncategorized
When she was really, really, really, really fat She ceased to be free. She stopped trying. She stopped living. She simply existed. Her wings were broken, torn asunder By her own deceptively sweet, yet destructive habits. She sat alone nursing her tattered and... 
