This morning is a new day. Blah, blah, blah. How many times have we heard that?! Sometimes I’ve wanted to yell in response, “SO???? It still sucks!” Have you ever had days like that where you were wallowing in the mud and positivity just felt like someone poking you with ice pick? Well, let me
depression
If you can’t change it…
For many, many years I was addicted to Mary Engelbreit art. I love the bright colors and the youthfulness of everything she does! One day, in probably 1995, I came across this one in one of her planners. I fell in love with this image instantly and what it portrays and the words went on
Thoughts have power.
I don’t know about you but I have days in which this crazy mind acts like it wants to focus on my negative list instead of my positive list no matter what I do. Does anyone else do that? I’ll be saying, “Suck it up buttercup” while my brain is saying, “Yeah, but don’t forget
Not My Timing.
Good morning!! I hope you slept like a baby last night. I didn’t but I woke up too excited to sleep so I don’t mind getting up early when that happens! I am going to ask for prayers today! Nothing is wrong, something feels right, and I want so much to trust my heart, I
I Want an Empty Cup!
I stumbled upon this quote recently and while I’ve heard it many times, it struck me so strongly. I thought about the irony of how I used to feel so empty. That emptiness caused me to feel useless, lost, hopeless… hollow. I thought I could fill it with things, with people, with activities, with work,
There’s No Trophy.
I read an article a few weeks ago called, “There’s no trophy, Ashley.” It was powerful to me! It was based on being a new Mom but the moral applies to all aspects of life! I base this post on Ashley’s article, these are my own words, but I give absolute full credit to the
The Person in the Pew.
If I’ve learned one thing (among a thousand) it’s that you never know what that person in the pew is going through on Sunday morning. It may be the person a few rows ahead or a few rows back, it may be the person just to your left. It doesn’t matter, many people walk through
Outside looking in.
While I want so desperately for this to be a positive space all the time, life just isn’t like that. Things happen, not always good things, but they make us who we are, right? And if you’re like me, memories can be triggered in an instant that remind us of times that maybe we want
I hope you know.
Today…. I hope you know that whatever you’re feeling this moment is okay. I hope you know that if you’re afraid, there is someone much bigger than us who has your back. I hope you know if you’ve done something you’re not proud of, there is unending grace. I hope you know you’re not behind
Right Side of the Bed.
“Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues but the parent of all others.” – Marcus Tullius Cicero As I scroll Facebook and IG, I read and feel anxiety and sadness between the lines and the laughter. Thank God for laughter but the anxiety feels as much like an epidemic as the virus. Quite frankly, if we
Above all things.
Up at 2:30 this morning, I sat here looking at this blank screen like a zombie. I have a list of things I want to write, my mind racing daily, but it’s all felt so irrelevant in the big picture right now. I started praying, asking God what He would want me to type, what
A Day’s Difference.
Two weeks ago, my little hometown had its first snowstorm of the season, snowstorm being the operative word here. It was a whopping 2 inches … maybe in the high spots. As is typical for we southeners, we all fellowshiped at the local grocery store buying up the milk and bread, neither of which I
