What peace looks like to me…
Growing up, I honestly thought the truest meaning for peace was to abstain from an argument. To cease fire. To shake hands, retreat and remove the opposition. Peace, while still all of those things, has a different meaning for me now. And let me just brace myself...
No great lengths required…
I’ve always had this thing for a new pair of jeans. I know for a lot of women it might be shoes, purses or even a new hair style, but not me. The funny thing is, I don’t even really enjoy shopping all that much. But I love new jeans. So much so, that it...
When God Calls Your Bluff – Part 1
As I began to write this post, sitting off in a corner by myself at the Declare Conference in Dallas, Texas, I wasn’t sure what I really wanted to say. I tried writing it in such a way that no one would know my heart. I could gush over all of the wonderfulness...
When He speaks…
So my family and I are back from the beach and still dumping sand out of crevices I didn’t know existed. Just to clarify, I am not referring to crevices within any part of my anatomy, but I guarantee you I’ll be vacuuming sand out of the carpet of my...
“I told you so” – Why don’t we listen?
A few nights ago while I was working on getting dinner ready, I heard a thud and a wail coming from Wyatt’s room. I didn’t even have to miss a beat stirring the veggies by taking a look to see what happened. I already knew. Wyatt, in all of his infinite...A little about me
Doing life with one amazingly supportive husband and four spirited arrows. Heart for God. Wordsmith. Tea sommelier. Music lover. Enneagram 4, INFJ. IG junkie. Paleo lifestyle for chronic illness. Supporter of sustainable living. I love cozy. I love boots. I love sitting still only long enough to have my hair colored.
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