Today's message at church was prompted by an interesting question, "Why do some Christ-followers seem to struggle internally more than others?" It's a question I've often wondered myself because my transformation was so radical. I want to see radical transformations in the hearts of all my friends and family, I want to see them experience … Continue reading Standing Firm
You cannot expect other people to treat you how you want to be treated if you are not treating yourself how you want to be treated. That's why boundaries begin with the self. We have to give ourselves space and time, especially prayer with God, to learn about the limits of things we can and cannot accept.
This year has been an eye-opener. I think everyone says that every year and that's a good thing, it means that we are moving forward or at least touching the deeper meanings of life. But, seriously, it feels as though this year kept my eyelids peeled back until the dryness of my eyeballs was no … Continue reading Setting Boundaries (intro)
It only took me about a week of mental preparation to make my Christmas cards. Yay we did it! Ever since I can remember, I've always enjoyed making Christmas cards for my family. Not only do I put effort into the crafting (which is by no means spectacular), but I always aim to write personal … Continue reading Handmade Christmas Cards
Wow, sometimes, I wake up and still cannot believe I am going to have a little one here in just some weeks! God designed life in such a creative way, the detailed conditions for incubating a baby are just beyond me. Not entirely, though, I know how I got here. And you know, at first, … Continue reading the Baby Shower!
I've finally submitted my last and final undergraduate assignment this morning! The relief felt oddly painful. No, really, my heart rate accelerated and I was getting a little warm. Completion anxiety? Is that a thing? In any case, I am quite excited to have fought back against the obstacles that have deterred my course. Many of them … Continue reading Finally!
As an adult, this word means almost nothing to me. But, as a child hearing the word "revolutionary" sparked imaginative feelings of drive and innovation. I want to change the world! Teachers and adults were always pushing the idea onto us (as children). This directive was loud and clear. I MUST change the world!