This simple phrase that refers to our own self worries, troubles, misfortune....woe is me. Or as I like to think of it, woe is we. This common self loathing theme that summarizes the story of our life that nothing we do is good enough, that we are constantly missing the mark and that everyone around … Continue reading Woe is me…woe is we.
The birthplace of hospitality, philos...xenos, love...stranger. It's that simple. Be hospitable by loving strangers. The simplicity of it is exactly what it's meant to be. Hospitality isn't meant to be a beautiful 4-course meal, a perfectly decorated home or 3000 plus square feet with hill country views. While all of those things are beautiful blessings … Continue reading Philos…Xenos…hospitality
We've all heard this silly yet truthful term, F.O.M.O., fear of missing out. How many of us can say with full honesty that we have not felt this at one time or another throughout the course of our life? Whether it be through social media posts of friends enjoying a nice evening out or their … Continue reading F.O.M.O.
There's something about a deeply warn book. The bend of the spine and the markings among the pages. This space where wisdom was found and lessons were learned. I love it. As I thumb through the pages of the book I am preparing a study for, I can't help but feel confident that I have … Continue reading A deeply warn book.
I am selfish. I want what I want. I often expect or even demand my outcome to be priority. I look out for myself. I allow my expectations to take over my emotions and anger settles in. This is just one of my many sins. This is what I bring to the table but so … Continue reading Selfish.
Overwhelmed, unsure, worried, disappointed, shocked, stressed, these are all feelings that at one moment in time overtook my brain before I lost my babies; these are the thoughts that would go on to haunt me. Did I wish this upon myself? Was I not grateful enough? Did I take this blessing for granted, therefore it … Continue reading The grief found in our thoughts…(miscarriage/loss)
Really, I am quite convinced that my brain has been hijacked by an actual toddler who has decided to stuff cheerios into any area that may contain the slightest bit of sanity. I am throwing tantrums, crying randomly and frankly, I could use a nap? You feelin me? I am not sure if it's the … Continue reading Am I’m losing it?