I start each morning like most people. I wake up, make a cup of coffee (with a spoon full of hot cocoa), and then head to the bathroom to get ready for the day. The mirror always reveals the damage of a solid nights sleep. My hair is always looking crazy, with frizzy hair and random … Continue reading Who’s in your mirror?
I am broken and flawed. I am far for being the ideal sister, daughter, friend, or wife that I continuously long to be. Daily, I struggle with finding kind words to say over nagging, hurtful remarks. To show acts of love over sighs of discontent. To live as Jesus did, rather than living for my … Continue reading Stepping Up