Mental Health

Mental Health

Stop being hard on yourself

“Give chance, leh.” Sure, that’s easy – when it comes to giving others a chance. But it’s so difficult when it comes to giving myself a chance. I’m 21, and I’ve been...

Finding Purpose

Can we go back to the start?

We’ve all wanted to hit the restart button before. We want a reset when life’s all topsy-turvy – when everything’s turned upside down. We want another shot when it seems nothing can...

Church Life

Are you serving on empty?

“There are so many things to do,” Martha remarks. Guest is here, but our home’s messy. Guest is here, but table’s empty. Guest is here, but Mary’s lazing. She’s...

Mental Health

Stop pretending that everything is okay

How are you? I’m good. Have you ever reached a point where your life feels like a lie the whole time? No matter how many hollow how are yous you’re asked, you’re always good, even...

Music

Numb – the cry of a generation

I’m tired of being what you want me to be Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface Don’t know what you’re expecting of me Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes Every...

Life & Death

In the end: Reflections on death and the lives of Chester Bennington, Chris Cornell

An unashamed confession: About two weeks ago, the entire Thir.st team was huddled in a karaoke room celebrating our In-Dependence Day, throats going hoarse as we screamed into the mics: I tried so...

Mental Health

The battle for your broken heart

‘Tis the season for broken hearts. It’s always the season. Somewhere in the world, a heart is breaking. In this very moment, someone has just been dumped, someone is struggling to come to...

Mental Health

Hope does not put us to shame

I have depression and no one in church knows. Some of the adults have asked about my health, noting that I look tired, grey and wane. But how do I come clean about my condition when anxiety is...

Mental Health

An open letter to my depression

Dear Depression, I want to thank you. Even though you’ve taught me how to sob soundlessly into the depths of a pillow, hands clutching desperately at the sheets like a drowning man grasping a...