This past week, my social media feed was blowing up about ALL things NBA. Other than Kemba Walker leaving the Hornets, I know and care about….oh, none of it. And yet somehow I have recently been surrounded by ALL things NBA. In real life. These friends are more than believers in the NBA….they are straight up, die-hard followers. And I’ve known that about ALL of them since the day we
God doesn’t want us to get stuck scratching our heads or over-analyzing our circumstances. When you’ve got a guide you can trust, you don’t have to worry about the path you’re on.
Swaziland captured my heart from the first moment I arrived. I was enamored. With the beauty. With the people. With the weather. In the time that I lived there, I
God isn’t always leading us to the safest route forward but to the one where we’ll grow the most. He speaks most clearly in the stillness that desperation brings and He’s hoping we’ll return more dependent on him.
As I’ve mentioned in a previous post, I LOVE my bed. I have the absolute BEST mattress (hello, Purple!), a bazillion pillows, blankets from Mexico and a duvet that my
God often uses what we’re good at to guide us into what we do next.
My friends and family stay on me to make sure that I don’t take on too much. Because I LOVE to use my spiritual gifts to glorify the Lord. And
When our faith gets tested, we have the chance to grow. God guides us to uncomfortable places because He knows most of us are too afraid to seek them out ourselves.
Not too long ago I was encouraged by a leader in my church to share my ‘sufferings’ with the people I do life with so that they see that [my]
People don’t grow where they are planted, they grow where they are loved.
My Sunday mornings are cray cray. Like, seriously. This season of life has brought me “slower” weeks and VERY busy weekends. I spend most Saturdays on my seminary’s campus in
Growing in God’s Word
These three. They crack me up. And so does this photo. It took them a while to get to this place….where they would all hang out together, play and just
Filling the hole in the family structure
There is a HUGE hole in the family structure. Men have disappeared and are not fathering their children. So….. boys aren’t being taught to be men, by men. They are
Importance of being exposed to life outside of our bubbles
We all know that saying….that you change the most when you are out of your comfort-zone. Well….I wholeheartedly believe it and while it’s been painful sometimes (ok, maybe a lot
The impact of our forefathers and epigenetics
As a child and young adult, I was fascinated with my ancestry. Mostly, my Greek ancestry. My great-grandparents came over on a boat from Greece and settled in Milwaukee, Wisconsin.