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.
To all who mourn in Israel, he will give a crown of beauty for ashes, a joyous blessing instead of mourning, festive praise instead of despair. In their righteousness, they will be like great oaks that the LORD has planted for his own glory. (Isaiah 61:3 NLT) I love tree pose and I love trees.… Continue reading beauty for ashes, when we’ve totally crashed and burned.
Can true love exist without sacrifice? The devotional I’m working through right now, 30 Words Book by Jarrid Wilson, asked me this question today, but it’s something I’ve long pondered in a few different forms. And the more I think and pray about it, the more I believe that, no – TRUE love cannot exist… Continue reading what is love?
Dreams do come true. Did you know that? I realized that there are things we hope and pray and ask God for that He does indeed give us; things that are just desires of our hearts, our wants but not necessarily our needs. A few weeks ago, as I was getting ready to head to… Continue reading dreams come true.
Today, I attended the youth service at my church for the first time for their Christmas party. They had fun and games and a drama production, but it wouldn't be a true celebration of the real "reason for the season," if it wasn't explained just exactly why we were there at all: the birth of… Continue reading Jesus: the best guy ever.
For a long time now, I've been asking God, "You know, what is my purpose? What should I be doing here?" It's frustrating, especially because I've spent so much time around people who are just really living out their callings and there I was, without a single clue as to what I was going to… Continue reading walking with purpose.
I'm the person at church who thoroughly enjoys praise and worship. I wouldn't say I'm excentric about it, but I sing out loud, I cry openly when I'm feeling moved by the Holy Spirit, I raise my hands, I bow my head, and I'm completely unashamed of worshipping my God the way I want to worship Him. Now, that's not to… Continue reading quiet time.