I’m more of a one liner kind of girl. My husband on the other hand can crank out words like kids eating goldfish crackers. I think the problem for me might be that I can tend to have the attention span of a goldfish. I heard that once and thought they may have been eavesdropping on my life. I like… View Post
We have all experienced the sting of rejection or the applause of acceptance. Whichever end you were on determines your experience and the feelings that followed it. Let’s Get Real Who doesn’t want to be chosen? Who doesn’t want the red carpet experience? Who doesn’t love the best seat or the best table?
Gethsemane happens to all of us. It is a place. A place called Gethsemane. The dark night of the soul. Stumbling around trying to find a glimpse of life and hope through your pain. Crying out with sobs that God himself could only comprehend. Permanent mascara stains in the carpet as you lay face down praying. Your stomach hurts not… View Post
I’m a hopeless romantic. Maybe more romantic than hopeless. I have always believed in love. Love has the power to bring you out of your cages of fear. Maybe the word hopeless is always tagged to love because once bitten, you are toast.