reflections & thoughts

thoughts I’d share if we were having coffee together on my porch: The Lord’a withholding in this season is for my good. when the Lord closes a door so hard and the whole trajectory of what I thought the next season of my life would look changed within the last 48 hours, and I’m standing

end of year 22 thoughts

as I approach the end of year 22 the year of becoming more myself. The Lord gave me the word delight right before I turned 22. The last several years were heavy and hard in some ways, and I’ve carried weights that weren’t meant for me and griefs, some shared and some kept to myself.

reflections: 2 years in jax

Many people do not know that 2 days before I moved to Jax, I called my family and told them I wasn’t going. I put everything on pause. I was terrified that I was making the wrong decision, which was not God’s plan for me. I thought I missed his voice.

He meets me on the floor.

lately I have been meeting with God on the bathroom floor due to my physical health failing, and the symptoms I have been having for months and they have worsened over the last few weeks, in such an intense way. He has been so faithful to meet me on the floor and cradle my fragile

To continue.

I contemplated whether I would post anything regarding my new tattoo, and if it really mattered enough to post it. It’s cliche, it’s a semicolon, it’s nothing super special. Lots of people know what it means. In literary terms, a semicolon signifies an author’s decision to continue a sentence rather than finish it. In the

hustling or running? and asking for help.

On March 12th of 2019- I was not taking care of myself. I was burnt out. I had extremely poor boundaries with myself and others. People who were looking in, thought I was doing great, that was the half truth. I was getting ready to graduate and start a new life. It was the Tuesday