Dear Fifteen Year Old Me, You’re in a new phase of your life, you’re more open now, and you’ve made even more friends. I’m proud of you. But you’ve also embraced sadness as a way of life. You think way too much, and read too much meaning in the smallest of things. You want so… Continue reading A Letter To My 15 Year Old Self
Ok. Confession: This post isn’t really about boots, at least not the literal kind. This post is about design-how we are designed. There are certain traits about us as girls that we sometimes take for granted or simply misuse. Things like a girl’s ability to size another girl up. A girl’s ability to talk her… Continue reading Those Boots Were Made For Walking
"...for the joy of the Lord is your strength." (Nehemiah 8:10) This world can be a difficult place some times; and during certain seasons of our lives, maybe more often than not. I've found myself moving down some good old paths as well as starting new things. I love new beginnings. But I realize new… Continue reading Chasing Joy
God knows me. He knows my likes and dislikes and He knows what makes me tick. He's led me through beautiful scenes just to bring me pleasure - to make me smile at the sunrise early in the morning. He knows me like that. Some days I don't feel worthy at all. On those days… Continue reading God Knows Me.
I've been navigating some difficult things this period of my life; the silence, the confusion...did I say the silence? It seemed like on the things that mattered to me, God was silent. It seemed like God was unfair for allowing me to experience the pain I did. I struggled some and triumphed some, but I… Continue reading Beloved, and Loving the Wind of Change!