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...
In finding the rest…
Yesterday was quite the day. It felt heavy on my chest the moment I arose from the bed. (5:07 a.m., for those of you who wondered) I let my husband know that I was a little off-kilter and that I would, hopefully, return home in a better mood. Nothing was wrong, but...
Save your thoroughness for prayer…
I love to write. And I love to write almost as much as I love tea. And I love tea almost as much as watching movies that speak to my heart. So you can imagine what happens when these three loves of mine perfectly align. Writing, as I sip a cup of tea over a chick...Taking captive those thoughts…
I recently read a quote by Bible study author, Beth Moore, that went a little something like this… “Satan profoundly and destructively influences our thoughts.” Influences is a key word here. Thoughts are born within our own hearts and minds, yet what we do with...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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