I stink at giving myself grace. The kind of grace I try so hard to give to others. The kind of grace that I want everyone to give themselves. The kind of grace Christ offers me every day. THAT kind of grace I am no good at. I am doing the Whole 30 diet. Let’sContinue reading “Give Yourself Some Grace”
I am moving in one month. Just an hour or so away from my community of where I am now, but I’m moving away none the less. And I am not moving because I am looking for anything better, but because I feel super lead to be out on my own. Completely. Without anyone to leanContinue reading “My Confidence is Your Faithfulness”
We all can be dramatic sometimes. We all can make things worse than they really are. Take me for example. My dad has a swollen lymph node in his neck. First thing I thought? Cancer. Second thing I thought? I’ll never see him again. Now that is dramatic. But let’s get real for a second: life can getContinue reading “How To Love Jesus When Shiz Gets Hard”
Over my life span, I’ve noticed something: I have a whole lotta pet peeves. Like dogs barking between 4 am-8 am. Or locked doors. Or when I am asked any sort of question in the morning. …really just mornings in general. Traffic. (So to help that pet peeve disappear, I moved to California.) The list couldContinue reading “What Would Jesus Do?”
You may believe in God and in His son, but there are things in your life that are too deep to even speak of. There are weeds that have made their roots and you are too afraid to pull them up. There are struggles you are too ashamed to unravel.
But the thing is, if we aren’t open to receiving someone’s love or help, we aren’t fully open to receiving Him.
“A bee in a glass jar.”
That is what my mom calls me. I’m everywhere, all the time. I have always been this way, jumping from one idea to the next, but my mind has been going crazy the last 8 months, jumping from thing to thing, worrying over the smallest leap and the tiniest decision because my next step determines the rest of my life, apparently (according to myself at least). And as my mind started to race & juggle the idea of my one year contract with teaching and a 2 year program to earn my teaching credential here in California, I realized something.
I used to brush off anything that mentioned women not feeling enough or worth it, loved or valued. I used to get frustrated with so many articles being written, so many posts created, telling women: YOU ARE ENOUGH. YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL. It frustrated me because women should know that. Women should feel loved. WomenContinue reading “The Lie of ‘You’re Not Worth The Pursuit’”