Constant. Steady. Always present. I'm a visual learner. It's the image of something tangible that allows me to make sense of the unseen, unknown. That is just how my brain works. Even when I take tests for school, I will close my eyes and see the study guides I spent hours reviewing to pull out … Continue reading A letter of love….
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.
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.
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)
I have a common thread weaving through the tapestry of my life right now. Struggle. Not that I am personally facing a monumental struggle, in fact, I finally feel like I am walking in the light after years OF struggle. It's the struggle of those around me that find me still facing the war of … Continue reading Perspective….
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.
A congregation, a religion, a place of worship, a church. While these are all ways to describe the physical dwelling that the church may embody, they miss the mark on one very critical element, us. Church is not just a place, a sermon, or a duty that we do to be right with God. Church … Continue reading The church…
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
There I sat. Confused, in shock, devastated. It had been confirmed a few hours prior that my son's heartbeat had stopped beating in my womb. Why? How? I fell to my knees, cried, sobbed, pleaded with this God I had blindly turned to my whole life and just cried out "why?". I am not sure … Continue reading My Darkest Hour