More recently, I have been trying to live more mindfully and intentionally. I had always been that crazy, busy girl who had her mind on a million things at once, took care of everything, kept up in school, and was always the one people counted on to help them “fix” their own life’s issues and drama. Throughout all of this, I was told I am capable of handling it all and able to do it all simultaneously, and therefore I felt responsible for taking care of everything – doing it all. But the thing is, I wasn’t capable of carrying it all – taking care of everyone’s requests all the time. I couldn’t “fix” everyone else’s lives when my own life needed fixing. I was getting warn out by all the expectations. I felt used up by all my efforts. I was stretched so thin, I was ready to break. I went to bed exhausted and woke up exhausted. Something needed to change.
That is when I decided to start living out each day more purposefully and mindfully, and it changed everything. Continue reading “Mindfully Living”
Some seasons in life are just meant to be seasons of growth and there is nothing wrong with that. I think oftentimes we as humans strive so hard for success that we forget to take in the beauty of the lessons learned. Not every lesson is learned from success and pure joyous moments. Some of the hardest and best lessons are learned just like that, the hard way. Continue reading “Seasons of Growth”
Dear a younger me,
There are so many things I wish I would have known at your age. So many things I wish I would have seen differently and believed about myself when I was growing up. I can’t make up for the lost time it took me to realize these things and truly believe my capabilities, but you can. So here’s to all you girls growing up and learning allll about the lies society tells us and the toxic situations life throws at us. Here’s to you. Because you deserve to know the truth. Continue reading “Letter To A Younger Me”
Being a Christian is not about erasing or hiding our messes but instead addressing the messes and becoming something because of them. Continue reading “The Imperfect Christian”
I hate talking politics. Most of all, I hate how it seems to bring out the worst in people. But with all the hatred and anger I have seen today, I had to say something. Continue reading “It’s Not About Who Won”
I had always grown up in the church; my family never skipped a service but I dreaded every living minute of it. I used to complain to my parents, “The pastor’s boring talks put me to sleep and I can never understand the point of the message, so what’s even the point of me going anyways?” Unrelenting, my parents would tell me I still had to go. I never liked one bit of it and always had to be forced to go along unwillingly to church. Even though I did not like church, I still listened and followed what they taught us. Don’t lie. Don’t hate. Don’t cheat. Don’t swear. Don’t disrespect. Basically don’t sin whatsoever. I guess I never understood why I, an unenthusiastic distant Christian, was following “the mandatory rules” I was, I just did it simply because I was told to and because I was scared of the consequences if I did otherwise. I never really got it, until almost six summers ago. Continue reading “How I Came To Be The Christian I am Today”