Sometimes I wonder why we go through things in life. Is it to learn? Is it to become stronger? Is it to share our experiences with others? Is it just part of living? I choose to believe it is all those things. I think that the things I’ve gone through in my life serve a purpose- in both my life and the lives of those around me. So this is to the young ladies, the ones who have it together (or at least seem to), the ones who are falling apart, the ones who have given everything and gotten nothing, the ones who feel alone even while surrounded by people. You are loved. You are … [Read more...]
My Favorite Things: November
When I started this blog, I wanted to share some favorite things as a way for you to get to know me better. The goal was to post a special "favorite things" post on the first Wednesday of each month. Well, I missed October due to massive overwhelm (thanks to our suprise addition!). BUT, I'm back and these are my favorite things yet!! Alot of my favorite things are represented in this photo! … [Read more...]
For the Woman Feeling Uprooted
Have you ever felt completely uprooted, disconnected, torn apart? Like a plant that has gone without water for far too long or that is so full to the brim that things start spilling over? I have too. I was doing my best to care for my plants and felt God press something on my heart. Before we begin, you should know that I am definitely the black thumb in my family. My grandmother, aunt, mom, and everyone else it seems has flourishing gardens outside and happy house plants indoors. Not so for me - at least not until this year! The only plant I've been able to keep alive recently was a … [Read more...]
Freedom: My Journey to Freedom from Fear
Read my story and others' over at Purposeful Faith. It was Sunday morning, and already the anxiety was building. On the way home from church I tried to swallow the fear building up and focus on what I was going to do that afternoon. Lesson plans. Prepare for the week. Do everything I'd been putting off. Grade papers. Mentally berate myself for not having lessons done yet. First year teacher stuff. Just like every Sunday before, I dove into my work and tried to ignore the tide of fear, but just like clockwork I was in tears by 7pm. Panicking. Fear taking over every part of me. … [Read more...]