A comment has breached my lips more times than I can even count over the last couple of months. ”Well I’m broke now, so...” Fill in the rest with any variation you can imagine. I’m sure I’ve said it. It feels true, comparing to what I used to make in my last job. I have… Continue reading “I’m Broke”
Single and Not Ready to Mingle
”The average American woman gets married at age twenty-seven.” My heart sank a little as I finished reading the sentence. I just turned twenty-seven a month ago. Lord, I really don’t want to get married this year. Then I had a moment where I had to ask myself, what is wrong with me? I… Continue reading Single and Not Ready to Mingle
A Wheat Field in Flames
Worship, Prayer, and Prophecy. Interested in those three things?? Join us tomorrow (Thursday) night at 7:30 pm!! Cuz, WHY NOT?!? Anyone is welcome to join! We’re just looking for people to worship and connect with in the Spirit!! Bring instruments if you want! We’ll have a mixture of iPod worship and live music depending on… Continue reading A Wheat Field in Flames
Six
I mentally tallied the amount of weeks that have passed since I last posted, thinking it had only been a few. I went to my calendar to realize that time has moved a lot faster than I thought. Six weeks have gone by since I shared about my new job here in Georgia. Whoops. My… Continue reading Six
The “Next” Question
A couple weeks ago I told you about a question that I’ve been asked a multitude of times. The question keeps on coming, but I’ve accepted that it’s a hard question to answer and will keep being asked. If you haven’t read that blog, you can read it here. There’s another question that I’ve been… Continue reading The “Next” Question
Mirror, Mirror
I put on my make up over an hour before I needed to leave. About 15 minutes before leaving the house, I threw on my olive green pants and the light pink shirt that I have worn with it numerous times before I left on the Race. I walked into the bathroom to look in… Continue reading Mirror, Mirror
The Question
Our squad was warned that we’d be asked a question over and over when we got back. How was it? I smile and pause, not sure what to say. When I give a vague answer to the vague question, I can see the curious look on their face. I can see the response written in… Continue reading The Question
The Last Day
I’m officially sitting on U.S. soil in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. I’ve said goodbye to half of my beautiful B Squad. Tears have been shed the entire week leading up to this day. There’s no way I have more tears to give. I am not sure what to feel. I have the same pit in my… Continue reading The Last Day
To O Squad
I thought about all of you at the end of month 9. I was praying and talking to the Lord about some things. In that, my mind for some reason wandered to Amy and the excitement to be friends after the Race. I thought about that for a moment and imagined keeping up with her.… Continue reading To O Squad
Your Conviction, Not Mine
She looked at me inquisitively, then looked down at her outfit. “Do you think it’s okay if I wear this?” I glanced over, then turned back to the dish I was washing. “I think you should follow your own conviction and go with that.” I’m your typical rule follower. If I’m asked to do something,… Continue reading Your Conviction, Not Mine
through Your linds 