I brought this big fella out of storage and into the nook where I do yoga a little bit ago. It's a shitty mat job (I did it myself years ago without the proper equipment - it's sad) but I love him. I called him 'the bone daddy' after Jack Skellington form The Nightmare Before… Continue reading beautiful things.
I stopped my cousin mid-sentence yesterday because she said something that totally took me back. She was telling me about her plans for next week, and she said she'd be doing something on the first of September. And that the first of September is next Friday. I interrupted her to ask "how are we already… Continue reading life is short, but you can’t rush healing.
I’m the kind of person who comes off as very stubborn, unwilling to learn sometimes, and a bit prideful; and I swear it’s totally a front (all faults, I’m well aware…). However, on the inside, I have a huge heart for learning and love conviction when I know it comes from the Holy Spirit at… Continue reading Jesus calls, but it’s not what you think it is.
The devil is not a nice guy. Not. At. All. And I'll tell the truth about something that some people might not like: The devil has a least 2 things in common with God. The first: he wants our souls for all of eternity. Like stated in Luke 22:31; "...behold, Satan demanded to have you."… Continue reading some things I’ve learned about the devil.
Have you ever felt like you were staring at a mountain.. of a sin problem? I mean, we all suffer from chronic sin, let's be real. But some are MUCH easier to control than others. Lately, when I've been thinking about the things I've struggle with most, I've been getting really overwhelmed; like I'm staring… Continue reading moving mountains, pt. 3
I understand this seems late, but I wanted to avoid all of the "end of the world" hype and attention that what turned out to be a very normal day was getting. Anyway, in light of everyone feeling like it was going to be the end of the world, because the Mayan's said it would… Continue reading 12.21.12 and the doomsday preppers.
About a year ago, I sat down and wrote a short post about "why God lets bad things happen." At the time, I was a brand new baby Christian, barely saved a month, and I was standing next to my best friend from high school as we buried her little sister. Morgan was 20 years… Continue reading why God lets bad things happen, pt. 2.