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Issue No. 01 — The Living Magazine

Come As You Are

Healing Begins with Jesus

Serenity K. Kashuba

Many of us become very good at pretending.

We say we are fine when we are hurting. We keep showing up for everyone else while quietly carrying grief, regret, fear, disappointment, or shame.

Sometimes we even believe we need to fix ourselves before coming to Jesus.

But Jesus never said, “Get everything together, then come to Me.”

He simply said:

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.”— Matthew 11:28

Jesus welcomes us as we are.

We do not need perfect words, perfect faith, or a perfect past. We do not need to hide the parts of our story that still hurt.

Healing begins when we become honest with Him.

It may begin with a simple prayer:

“Jesus, I am tired.”

“Jesus, I am hurting.”

“Jesus, I need help.”

Healing does not always happen all at once. Sometimes it comes slowly, through prayer, truth, forgiveness, wise boundaries, support, and learning to see ourselves through the eyes of Jesus.

What happened to you may be part of your story, but it does not have to define your future.

Your mistakes are not your identity.

Your pain is not your identity.

The opinions of others are not your identity.

Your identity is found in Christ.

This magazine was created as a place for honest conversations about faith, family, grief, relationships, identity, forgiveness, and healing.

You do not need to have everything figured out to belong here.

Come as you are.

Jesus will meet you there.

A Prayer

Jesus, I come to You as I am. I bring You my pain, my questions, my fears, and the parts of my story I have tried to hide.

Help me begin the journey of healing. Remind me that I am loved, seen, and never alone.

Amen.

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The Fruits of My Spirit

Finding Serenity in the Chaos

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The Fruits of My Spirit

From the Introduction

There was a time in my life when chaos felt like home.

I wandered through years of searching, searching for love, for worth, and for something to quiet the ache deep within me. I gave pieces of myself to places and people that could never truly hold me, hoping somehow I would feel whole. Instead, I felt lost, unseen, and unworthy of the very love I so desperately needed.

Looking back, I can see it clearly now. I was trying to fill a space that only God could reach.

For so long, I did not recognize His voice. I did not understand that the gentle pull on my heart, the quiet whisper in the middle of my brokenness, was my Father in Heaven calling me home. Not with judgment. Not with shame. But with a love so patient that it waited for me through every wrong turn, every moment of doubt, and every place I thought I had gone too far to return from.

And then one day, I heard Him.

Not in a loud or overwhelming way, but in a stillness that reached deeper than anything I had ever known. It was a knocking on the door of my heart that had always been there, waiting for me to open it.

When I finally did, everything changed.

His love did not come in pieces. It came like a flood, a rushing, overwhelming, undeniable love that filled every broken place inside of me. The kind of love that does not leave, does not fail, and does not depend on who I was, but instead calls me into who I am meant to be.

For the first time in my life, I felt peace.

Real peace. The kind that steadies you in the middle of chaos. The kind that does not make sense to the world, but settles deep in your soul and whispers, “You are Mine.”

The Fruits of My Spirit: Finding Serenity in the Chaos is not a story of perfection. It is a story of transformation. It is about learning what it means to walk with God, grow in His Spirit, and discover love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control, even in the midst of life’s hardest seasons.

I am still growing. I am still learning. I am still walking.

But I am no longer lost.