I'm rewriting the Meredith Grey gif - you know the one...she's on the verge of tears, stating "I'm just exhausted." Here's my version: me trying to excel as a wife, mother, teacher, blogger, etc., maintain family/friendships, drink enough water, exercise, message everyone back, stay sane, and be happy. I'm tired, folks. I've been struggling with anxiety this week. This is the point in the journey where I want to quit something. The thing is, there is nothing to pare down except the pressure I put on myself. You read that correctly. I don't want to get rid of anything in my life (well, I can't possibly retire at this point, so that's off the table). I like my life. It's just busy and exhausting and it's been a hard week.
In a world that's obsessed with status and position, may we be servants of purpose.
We’ve all suffered disappointments via people, circumstances, and the outcome of situations. Anyone who tells you differently is sugarcoating. God does not promise us a life without rain, but His word shows He will carry us through the storm until rainbows appear on the horizon.
I am 42 today, guys. It’s been a full and lovely day; I’ve had dinner with my family, two desserts, as well as many wishes for health and happiness - I deeply appreciate all of the messages. Today we closed on our first house flip - I know, right? 👏🏻👏🏻! My team, UK (#bbnforever), is headed to the Elite 8...
You're going to make it; You're going to be at peace; You're going to create, and love, and laugh, and live; You're going to do great things.” ~ Germany Kent ~
Self doubt is toxic. In order to build confidence, try this:
A little background into this post. The other day I commented to a fellow blogger about how I have nearly let music go since Mom died because it triggers grief. This person responded, “Maybe it’s going thru it that will help you heal. A life without music, I know ur mom doesn’t want you to live that way if music reminds you so strongly of her.” It was a profound moment. I found Elevation Worship’s Hallelujah Here Below album, inspired by a verse in Exodus where God requests an alter built with imperfect stones. The letter that follows is not what I planned to write this week, but writing is a lot like teaching; we must take advantage of the reachable moments. Even when the student is oneself.
Turn off the news, put down your phone, and do those things that nourish your soul. There is beauty in a quiet life.
It’s raining again, folks. The end of winter in Eastern Kentucky is temperamental, to say the least. In the last 2 weeks, we’ve had severe flooding followed by snow, and...