Read part one here. Our Measuring Stick After God used randomly running into our realtor and my yoga teacher’s encouragement to show me it was His will for us to begin house hunting, I told my husband that it was his turn to text our realtor. That same weekend, we were pre-approved and had our… Read More Our First Home, Part 2
Are we even ready to buy a house? I knew nothing about buying a house. What I did know, however, is that one day I would do it, but I had no idea when. My adult life has unfolded traditionally — graduate from a four-year university, start my career, get married — and next on… Read More Our First Home, Part 1
This one is LONG overdue, and I absolutely love telling it, but aside from a condensed version on our wedding website, I’ve never written my and my husband’s love story. I was always trying to write what I thought would be my “love” story in my journals growing up, but the other person was never… Read More Our Love Story
This morning, I woke up, went on a run, showered, and then I wrote this in my journal: God, I’m mad at You. Yesterday went to trash so quick and I want to believe You are good but I’m struggling. Why did my friend’s dad have to test positive for COVID? Why did our house… Read More I’m mad at God.
Slacking is an understatement… I’m missing seven posts!!! This will only be 4 out of 19, but today is my third anniversary as a blogger so it’s the perfect day to get back on track. I’ve only hit my goal of going to the gym 4 times a week 3 out of 10 weeks so… Read More God’s Will and My Choices: A Relationship
I need to tell ya’ll a story about a 15-year-old girl and Psalm 37, specifically verse 4, which says, “Take delight in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart.” This girl was faced with a big decision when the spring of her sophomore year of high school was nearing an… Read More And He Will Give You the Desires of Your Heart
I had never experienced loss before May 6. On that day, during my ecology final, I lost my 95-year-old great grandma. I was lucky to know her at all; I always knew that. And I never thought her passing would hit my as hard as it has, but it really does have me thinking. As… Read More A Matriarch