You wake up some mornings already heavy, before a single thing has gone wrong. Other mornings, nothing special happens, and yet joy shows up anyway.
Why? Feelings arrive uninvited, and once they do, they rarely stay quiet — they shape our words, our decisions, even our theology, often without our noticing. We trust them the way we’d trust an old friend, forgetting that friends can be wrong.
This paper asks a simple but unsettling question: what happens when we let feelings interpret our circumstances, instead of letting God’s Word interpret our feelings?
The answer touches everything — how a husband greets his wife at the front door, how a mother survives another day of diapers and dishes, and how a believer wrestles with whether they’re really saved.
Feelings are real. They are not, however, reliable narrators. This is a paper about learning the difference.