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.
As long as I can remember, writing has poured from my fingers the way paint splashes onto a canvas. The words, the thoughts, just left my head as if they had been stored there for that exact moment in time. I recall one year when I was probably 10 years old, deciding to make a … Continue reading Finding my passion.
I am an extroverted introvert. Yes. You read that correctly, even if you had to read it 3 times. I am this. This is me. My social excitement and love for humans may quickly place me in that box of extroverts who lives for the lime light, when in reality, my introverted self just desperately … Continue reading Diary of an extroverted introvert.
The beauty of a sunset is one of my most precious gifts from this earthly world. It illuminates the sky and brings relief from a long days heat. It offers a gentle breeze and a majestic mystery of how the sky can display such vibrant colors. These must be the colors of heaven, this must … Continue reading After the sun sets… (grief and loss)
Loneliness is such an isolating feeling. That's not breaking news, I know. The word mom and loneliness should be an oxymoron but they do in fact coexist, wrestle and sit at the same table. For me as a mom, loneliness has many faces. There is physical loneliness, which I'm happy to admit I actually asked … Continue reading Loneliness Has No Limits
He calls us to create. Create beauty in the darkness, logic in the confusion, melody in the music. He gave us the blank canvas of life to paint our perspective and decorate it with our wisdom. As a mom, a women, a human I find great comfort in beauty. The beauty of the morning sky … Continue reading The Master Creator
Why is it that we feel this desperate need to always be happy. Me included. As if happiness is the end goal and if we aren't there then we have failed? While happiness is a beautiful feeling, intoxicating even, it isn't realistic to be in this state at all times. In fact, I believe that … Continue reading Happiness not required.
There is something about a rainy day that brings comfort to my exhausted soul. It forces me to slow down, cancel plans and just be. It gave me a chance to play playdoh with my toddler and finish my paper for school. It washed the pollen off my car and cobwebs off my porch. My … Continue reading Rainy day feels
What is it that we are all reaching for? Why do we think things, money or status will bring us happiness? Are we happier today then we were yesterday (figuratively speaking) with all the extra *stuff*, bigger house, larger wardrobe, ....fill in the blank. We are warned throughout scripture about not idolizing or striving for … Continue reading For the love of money…
So.much.stuff. Where does it come from?! When do I have time to buy it?! I swear a fairy is secretly sneaking in my home at night dropping off toys, hats (ehheemm Danny), and play doh! How do I have this much play doh?! Honestly, I have to talk myself off the ledge daily of selling … Continue reading Stuff