Depression and anxiety are real things. Just as it rains on the just and the unjust, as is so with these. Have I experienced these? Not as deep as some others I know. I recently wrote a blog Overcoming Mom Guilt about the severe mommy guilt – my black hole I call it, I experienced… Continue reading Anxiety and Depression are real
I’m gonna take a minute and just be really real. This week I let my circumstances get the best of me, I let my emotions and feelings get the best of me. I did not work out and intentionally ate poorly. I talk to God, I yelled at God, spent time worshipping him. And you know… Continue reading Sulking gets you nowhere
Father and son sat side by side. “She’s really great.” said the son. “I know” the father replied. They sat there in silence thinking about her. The father finally spoke words “She has so many gift and talents. It’s a shame she doesn’t use them. She’s beautiful.” The son nodded in agreement. He continued “She… Continue reading Love from a Father
Double edged Sword Dressed in white He stands between and my accuser. “Don’t worry, I’ve got this” He whispers He draws His sword. It’s sharper then any double edged sword. My enemy trembles as light shines in, he becomes weaker – he’s unable to attack. My Defender rises as Mercy meets judgment Light meets darkness… Continue reading He wins my battles for me
There’s a moment in time where we realize we need more than what we have, and I’m not talking about materialistic things. I’m talking about encouragement, courage, and bravery. Some of you might turn to a friend or spouse in that moment. I was in that moment recently and chose to turn to Jesus. I… Continue reading God has not forgotten you
How did I make God love me more?? Let’s start with the facts. First off, He’s faithful. You see, 2 Timothy 2:13 says “If we are faithless, he remains faithful— for he cannot deny himself.” He is merciful “O Lord, are a God merciful and gracious, slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love and… Continue reading How I made God love me more
Feed the baby, burp the baby and change the baby. The cycle starts again before you know it. Sleep when the baby sleeps. Dishes get piled, making the bed is a rarity and best of all, the days of the week get all rolled into one long day. This is how I felt the first… Continue reading What does normal feel like?
Give me your world my child Give me your world stand still and hear me clearly This isn’t giving up Give me your world my daughter Hear my voice in the dark Hear my voice when your falling apart. Give me your world and watch what I can do. Be brave and courageous my child… Continue reading This isn’t giving up
In June my friends and I were challenged to write a letter to our younger self. It took me a bit to get started, but once that pen started – it almost couldn’t stop. Have you ever thought what you would say? I didn’t expect it to bring the freedom that it did. I started… Continue reading Dear younger me…
