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Resource Review: Breaking Free from Insecurity by Marji Broce

I’m not usually a podcast person. My husband and I listen to true crime on road trips, but that’s about it. I’m a visual learner; I like reading books.

But when Marji, a friend from college and former prayer partner, asked me to listen to her new podcast, Breaking Free from Insecurity, I was excited to give it a try. I’ve been listening for five weeks now. Whenever a new episode appears in my Spotify library, I go for a walk with Marji and listen to what she has to say.

(The podcast is available in Apple Music, too.)

Episodes are short and succinct, ranging from thirteen to twenty-three minutes. I appreciate the way Marji has broken her points down into easily processed bits. She gives her listeners one new idea each week, then builds on that teaching week by week.

At the start of each episode, Marji introduces the new concept and illustrates it with Scripture, life experience, and simple analogies. In the episode I listened to this morning, she introduced core beliefs and talked about learning to change them. She’s easy to listen to, easy to understand. She closes each episode with a simple application for greater understanding and walks her listeners through it right then.

Marji calls herself “a teacher, mindset mentor, and lover of God’s truth.” She says, “I used to strive and perform for acceptance, while my mind replayed conversations over and over.” But Marji has gradually learned how to confront the lies she told herself about God, about herself, and about other people. Now she’s helping her listeners to do the same thing.

Marji starts by helping her listeners grow in their relationship with God and knowledge of His love. From there, she shows her listeners how this primary relationship is the key to growing confidence and building self-esteem. Marji says, “If you’re ready to feel secure, trust your decisions, and hear God more clearly—this podcast is for you.”

I’m enjoying my walks with Marji. Perhaps you’ll enjoy her podcast, too.

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