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I’m a mom.
I’m a writer.
I’m a daughter.
I’m a friend.
I’m a Jesus girl.
And, this last one, I can barely type…I’m a Bible scholar.
And guess what friends? So. Are. You. Continue reading
This is a sponsored post. All opinions are my own.
I love the Christmas season. I love the songs, the sights, and the smells of that time of year.
Oh, yes I do realize it’s February.
I just have to pause though and mention that I love, love, love the Christmas season (even in a pandemic) and I’m always sad each January because it’s over.
I can attribute the season to one word: JOY. And while I may no longer be singing about joy, or bells for that matter, I did spend a good part of the holiday season cultivating a list I knew I would need later. This list, to be exact, gives me all the feels on how to cultivate Christmas-like joy for the rest of the year. Continue reading
Fear. Uncertainty. Anxiety. Worry. Despair. Isolation. Loneliness.
At any point on any given day, that’s pretty much what we’re feeling. We feel it as a nation. on our jobs, in our families…and it doesn’t feel good. When we turn on the television we’re faced with images of politicians who are ranting, people who are hoarding, and communities that are suffering as a result of a worldwide pandemic.
Yet and still, COVID-19 doesn’t have the last say. Continue reading
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One of the things I enjoy most about being a blogger is that I get to share my family with the world. When the kids were little, it was fun. Know that they are older, it’s still fun and funny, but it’s also heart-warming.
In all of their extra, rebellion, and emotion, they are also amazing. Every day they give me something to be in awe of. Every.single.day.
Especially when one of them is preparing to teach a bible lesson to her church youth group. Continue reading
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5:00 am
Every household has it and every family needs it. A time of the day where all of its residents are asleep or otherwise occupied (I have to say that disclaimer because #teenagers and their sleeping habits vary), and should you wake up, it’s thrilling to know that no one is physically or mentally able to look at you, talk to you, or expect anything from you.
Except God.
Hey Twilli 