Trusting Grace

Hey Girls, So a lot of life has happened to ya girl this week. A lot of life has been spoken into ya girl this week. I love that phrase, speak life. As if words that we say can evoke life into someone else when they may have been experiencing death before. I've always been a wordy person. (hence the blog) but it's only been recently that I realized just how much power our words can hold. I watched a Bible study on YouTube a few months back when I was going through a rough time and it was like I could feel the life being literally breathed back into me. It was such a powerful moment that I've never experienced before. It was then I learned that words do have the power to make us feel things, and we are responsible for wielding that power. A few nights ago, a friend came up to me and told me thank you for something I had said to her a little while back. I stared at her in bewilderment, not sure what she was even talking about. I couldn't remember any grand gestures ...

As of today we are two months out from Christmas, y'all! Let the celebration commence!  But, for those of us who have the horrendous not until after Thanksgiving rule, I will hold back a little longer. So, back to October. I don't know about you guys, but October starts my busy season. All of a sudden I have papers, quizzes, parties, plays, commitments, assignments, family functions, long drives, friend stress, holiday drama, and the list goes on and on and on. And to be honest, most of the time, I let it consume me.  I don't know about you guys, but I absolutely love to be busy. Having a list of thirty places to go in a week is my happy place, so normally I thrive around this time of year. This year, however, I'm in college, and my life is a little different. This year I want to be intentional with my time during this season, I want to remember more than just the flurry of activities that I'm sure are going to happen.  I want to be relationship driven in...

I'm the oldest of seven in my house. That means I had a lot of responsibility very young, and I took it willingly. I've always been my siblings second mom, and my mom's right hand woman. I've always been "practically in charge" and knew more about our family's schedule than the planner. I've always been okay. But, there became a time when I wasn't okay. At all. And all I did about it was I hid the fact that I was very much not okay. To my stressed out heart it seemed easier to hide the problem than face the fact that the perfect child I so longed to be, the steady hand I'd worked so hard to become could fall around me. This did nothing to fix the problem, if anything, it made the problem worse. Ladies, you don't have to be perfect. You are not capable of being perfect. Don't expect a standard from yourself that isn't attainable. I guess what I'm saying is, it's okay if you aren't okay. It's taken me eig...

Love Notes  So I have these notes on my mirror They’re really just index cards I brought back to life with a sharpie marker But they’re my notes to me When I was a little girl I loved the idea that the man I would marry would write me love notes, telling me things he loves about me Well either that man doesn’t exist or he’s very good at playing hide and go seek because he hasn’t appeared yet. So I wasn’t getting any notes There wasn’t a note for that one time that I was crying so hard I thought I would throw up, or that time I felt so lonely I didn’t want people to exist anymore. There wasn’t a note when I stared in the mirror and hated the reflection that stared back at me. So I waited. I waited for those notes, for that boy, for someone to tell me I was beautiful, that I was worth living for. That boy hasn’t shown up yet. Then I opened this book by these people, and I began to read. There were my notes, addressed to me, bound together between the flowered c...

Hi Girls, Have you ever thought about trust? I'm sure you have, it's something everyone thinks about at some point in their life. We trust our parents are making the right choices, we trust our friends will keep our secrets, we trust our pastor is telling us truth, we trust the grocery store to make sure our food isn't spoiled. We trust God. Or, should I say, we say we trust God. Yeah. There's the kicker isn't it? Do we actually trust God? Because, it's one thing to say you trust Him, but it's quite another to completely trust Him even when life is throwing curve ball after curve ball. The fact of the matter is saying you trust Him is just easier. It's hard to trust something you can't see and may not even be getting responses from, it's hard to choose to trust. In essence, trust is a decision, but we're always trusting something. And that's why my blog has the name that it does. Because we have to choose to trust in Joy. ...