You know when you click on a recipe from Pinterest and have to read through a novel about what happened in that person’s day before you can find the recipe? I promise I won’t do that.
The other night something happened that reminded me of my ex. Usually when this happens, it’s insignificant and passes through my brain without any emotion or second thought. However, on rare occasions, like this night, some tears began to fall. I let myself feel them, but I began to question why it happened.
Maybe you’ve seen my Insta stories, noticed all the organic celery is sold out at the store lately, or have just heard about this celery juice craze. Or maybe you haven’t, and now you’re intrigued…
Who picks words for the year? I started doing this in 2014 as part of something my church did and have kept doing it ever since. Each year I read the definition of my word and I also pick a scripture that goes with it. My past words have been: grow, listen, receive, discipline, and steadfast. This year I chose the word, VISION.
Imagine what your life could be like if you could strongly discern every opportunity God has for you. The past few years this is something I’ve been learning more about and I want to share a couple reasons why it can be so difficult and four things I’ve learned.
Yea yea, I know I’m 2 years late to the game from when the Instant Pot was the new, cool kitchen cooking appliance, but I finally got one. (Thanks Target Black Friday!) I’m usually pretty good with cooking, but in all honesty this thing has intimidated me a bit.
A grateful heart is a magnet for miracles, but when you complain you’ll attract more to complain about.
For those of you who don’t know me I thought it would be fun to do a 15 things about me post. Some are long, some are short, but hopefully you’ll learn something new. Here we go!
A year and a half ago I read this book. A friend recommended it to me because it changed her life. It then changed mine and I’ve since passed it along to several others who’ve been equally as impacted.
When I told people I was going on a girls trip with eight women to an island for a week I got some looks. Eight women, eight personalities, eight perspectives. Yea, I bet you’re dying for a good reality TV worthy story and to know if it was a recipe for drama and disaster…