New Year, New Word.

As 2018 comes to a wrap, I’m contemplating what was and charged about what 2019 will hold. Are you? I’m done with making resolutions that I won’t keep and that just bring disappointment or guilt when not fulfilled. So, I’ve decided on one word to approach the new year with. The word that keeps popping up for me for 2019 is the word, nourish. What phases me about this word is how I’ll steward it. I mean it sounds like a healthy word, right?

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Call Me Out

I was having a conversation with someone close to me recently on the topic of worry. I used to be quite a worrier so I can relate and understand how it can affect my mind and body. Add fear in there and it wasn’t a good combination. I would lie awake at night worrying about this or that and fearful of whatever my mind could conjure up. For most of us, it’s a natural tendency when issues arise for worry to set in. The only way I overcame these was through prayer. The. Only. Way. Continue reading “Call Me Out”

The Details!

I believe our stories do carry significance, whether the details are great or small. Today I’m referring to the simplest of stories and occurrences that come about through our daily walk that are bound to point us in the right direction if we only look at them in the right light. We all have days that start out one way and turn out entirely different. That is what I experienced yesterday. Continue reading “The Details!”

Vibes Don’t Lie

Intuition can be trusted. The more I seek to know God, the more I sense his guidance and know the path I ought to follow. Intuition as I once knew it becomes heightened in a less self-seeking way. And there a new struggle lies. It’s not just a hunch I get when something doesn’t seem right or is no longer attractive to me. It’s a nudge in the right direction, an outpouring of love from the One who wants for me to succeed and to fulfill my purpose. I say I trust God in everything but there’s some things I’m just not willing to let go of. I must remember that God is calling me to hold firm to His teaching and continue in my belief. While it’s natural to invite my own feelings, fears or rejections in, when I look at it from God’s perspective and through His Word, not through a worldly lens or through the eyes of others, it always works out for my good. It’s never to harm or destroy me. It’s simply for my good. It’s not about what’s right or wrong necessarily, it’s simply about what’s best. His love never fails me. But there’s some good things I have to be willing to let go of and some things of this world that sway me away from the truth that I must hold firmly against if I’m ever going to reach beyond where I am.  The longer I wait to address these promptings and refrain from being influenced fully by the values found in God’s Word, the more strife, anxiousness and chaos there will be in my life.

 

Compassion Over Comparison

We undoubtedly live in an image-obsessed culture. I could only imagine that if I was 22 at the present moment and starting a blog, it would perhaps be a fashion or design blog instead. Not that there’s anything wrong with those. Plug into Instagram for a few minutes and hit search and see how many celebrities pop up dressed to impress, looking rather fab just after giving birth with their perfectly done hair and makeup, out for a stroll in their designer heels. I’m not sure how JLo, Kim and Khloe or Christie Brinkley are my target audience, but there they are, looking all amazing and getting millions of accolades in likes that just seems to stir the obsession-with-self pot even further. Author, Sharon Hodde Miller says, “whenever we relinquish our splendor, we fight back against the impossible standards for women. When we lower the bar for women around us, expose our weaknesses instead of keeping up, and humble ourselves instead of competing, that is a gift to our sisters. In an image-obsessed culture like ours, that’s what love looks like.” Continue reading “Compassion Over Comparison”

From Complicated Grief to Restored Faith

Next week, my family and I will recognize the one year anniversary since my father passed away from brain cancer. If you have ever lost someone close to you, you know the grief that can ensue and how differently it affects everyone in your family. It’s unique to each of us. This is just my account of how grief took hold of my life for a while, how I was restored and what I gained through it all. Continue reading “From Complicated Grief to Restored Faith”