I can remember very clearly different stages in my childhood and into early adulthood suddenly having this thought come over me “I am meant to do something great. I know that God has given me a special purpose in life.” Pretty powerful words to think and feel when you’re a kid or young teenager rolling… Continue reading No more hiding
I used to love to play dodge ball and tether ball when I was in elementary school. I also remember loving the monkey bars and any kind of obstacle course. Somewhere in junior high though something changed. I loved putting on the red shorts and matching red t-shirt and standing in line for roll call.… Continue reading So why am I not yelling for the ball?
This is a section from Leeana Tankersley’s book Brazen. There are many areas of this book that I’m devouring and that is causing me to take time for deep reflection, grace, and acceptance. So I’m reading this chapter and as soon as I read “lugging something around our souls that was meant to be released,… Continue reading The truth about writing
I love writing. I started journaling since I was a little kid. Writing to my cousins in Mexico was one of my favorite past times. I have loved writing for as long as I can remember. It makes me feel alive. I’m reading Jen Harmaker’s book For The Love and I came across this… Continue reading Invest in your gifts
When I saw this picture it brought back so many great memories from my childhood, especially 4 of the images in particular, and I smiled because it makes me grateful to be a 70’s child. I still can’t believe to this day that my dad bought us an encyclopedia collection from a door to… Continue reading 4 of my favorite childhood memories
I feel like I am beginning a new chapter in life, and this first page in my book begins with God. For some time now I have felt this desire to connect with God on a deeper level. We are a family that prays together and goes to church together, which I love. I’m ready… Continue reading About a girl: a deeper connection
The other day I had a friend from HS remind me of a dream I once had. This friend said to me “I remember you talking about writing a novel. what ever happened to that endeavor?” When I read those words I was so surprised and I got a little choked up. For one, because… Continue reading Whatever happened to that dream?
Purse Meets Diaper Bag 