Ordinary. That word just makes me flinch. I’ve tried my whole 24 years not to be ordinary, boring, and unexciting. Don’t lie and tell me you haven’t kinda always combined ordinary with boring. I just finished reading Shannan Martin’s new book, The Ministry of Ordinary Places. I started reading it because I simply love Shannon… Continue reading Ordinary Places
It’s been almost 22 months since my accident. I think when I hit the two year mark I’ll stop counting but right now, it’s still pretty relevant in my life. I’m not to the maximum recovery mark yet. Here’s just a few things that I’ve learned about myself and God though this hard-oh so hard-but… Continue reading 4 More Things My TBI Has Taught Me
I just finished Remember God by Annie F. Downs. OH MY GOODNESS! The way she is honest and vulnerable with her story makes me cry. Her story speaks to my story in that I also wonder if He is truly good and truly kind. If He doesn’t just tell me what I want to hear… Continue reading Remember God.
Fall is my favorite season. Here are a few of my favorite things that make fall extra special in my mind. Pumpkin Spice Chai I didn’t want to get a pumpkin spice latte on precept. I didn’t want to fall into the stereotype of “that girl”- you know what i’m talking about. Sometimes, I do… Continue reading Fall Favorites
We sang the song “King of the World” in church today. It really hit me. As life has been getting better, I’m going to be honest and admit that I sometimes forget God. I mean that not in a “I forget You exist” way, but a “I’ll put You in a box” way. As I… Continue reading King of the World
I’ve been blessed with my messy curls. I used to not like them. I wanted blonde, straight hair like my friends. It wasn’t until college that I started to embrace my curls. Now I wouldn’t trade my curls for anything, but I’ve learned how to manage the crazy. Here are a few tips and tricks… Continue reading Embrace Your Messy Hair
I’ve been out of middle school for some time now. Not as long as some, but it’s been a decade. A decade. I don’t feel that old. Sometimes, to be perfectly honest, I still see myself as that awkward 12 year old, unsure about everything (even God), and trying to belong somewhere. In a couple… Continue reading Dear Younger Me