What is one thing you love about yourself?
Talking about myself has always been difficult for me. I don't mean that in a "Oh, I'm soooo humble, I can't imagine talking about myself!" kind of way. I'm not trying to boast, here. I'm meaning that Jesus has been with me on a journey of discovering who I am, and how to love myself the same . . .
30 days of thankfulness begins!
It's November 1st. A fresh start to a new month! With that in mind, I'm going to be blogging for 30 days about thankfulness.
You can find a list of what I'm going to be blogging about each day here, or see directly below! While the list only goes to 25, I'll spend the last five days free writing about gratitude.
Taking . . .
What's the first thing you think of when you think of protection? Go ahead, think for a minute. What embodies the idea of protection for you? Maybe it's a hug from someone you love, your home, or, if you're like me, a very literal picture comes to mind.
For me, the first thing that comes to mind when I think of protection is a . . .
My uncle is a chaplain for a horse racetrack. When I was younger, we went on a family vacation to visit my uncle and his wife, and they took us on a tour of the racetrack. Being an animal lover, I was beyond excited. I knew I was going to get to pet some horses and see them in action! Much to my satisfaction, not only did we get to pet the . . .
As the children’s ministry assistant, a large part of my job is communication. Talking with people. Connecting with families. This past Sunday, I was running rather late to church. I awoke to a text message at about 7:45: on a normal Sunday, I am at the church and getting things set up for the day by this time. I couldn’t believe . . .
This past week was a tough one. I had a huge exam, papers to write, assignments due, classes to attend, and work. While I absolutely love my job, I was feeling a bit overwhelmed.
The exam that I was studying for covered about 200 pages of material, and I didn't really know how to study for it. In the midst of studying, I . . .
This past week, I was asked to decorate the classrooms at Hixson United Methodist Church. Among the busyness of the past week, I was grateful for a moment to breathe as I hung posters. A few pictures were already on the walls, but overall, there was nothing to look at. Nothing that made the room come alive.
We have a brand new . . .