Hey love bugs! I absolutely hate it when massive things happen in our world and adults don’t stop to help you pick up the pieces of what might be a shattered heart for you. If you have any anxiety over the election read on… I am writing you today with GREAT humility and a posture of… Continue reading What Do We Do Now Jesus?
My man isn’t good with *feeling* words…I mean he says the sweetest things but mostly has stolen his lines from a country song. Let’s just say he’s not original in that area and I could care less, we all have a glitch. He is the MOST compassionate man on the planet so it works out. Speaking of words, my girls… Continue reading If You Mess With The Bull…
It was 1990 something and it was basically a crap day. I was twirling my hair desperate for class to be over so I could get in my car, and b-l-a-s-t my music. I already knew which CD, I already knew the number, and I already knew it would make me bawl my eyes out and drive like a bat out of… Continue reading Lyrics Are Straight Up Gospel
Your unfiltered heart is my favorite place. You ask me the hard things…keep doing that. How can God be “good” when there are so many little children starving in the world? What about cancer? If God is in control…why do tornados rip through sleeping towns opening up grave after grave? Why do young kind people… Continue reading Because He Is God, And I Am Not
Hey young beautiful things! It’s almost Easter. Duh. But seriously, anybody else not feeling it? (And how TACKY of me to even admit that I need to “feel” it. Like Jesus is here for my entertainment.) Today I was just *over* myself so I sat down with my Bible at 10:26am and I said to… Continue reading The Final Speech
You and I can be honest with each other…that’s what I love about you. We have hard questions for God. We watch good people…I mean GOOD people suffer and we shake our head and we think “So is God like punishing her? Or does she have bad luck or something? Is that even a *thing* with Christians? Luck?”… Continue reading There Will Be Suffering. You Still In?
It’s not often that I can’t sleep. I literally love sleeping. I don’t even care if you call me lazy…I call you jealous. But tonight I’m wide eyed awake. There is a serious bit of confusion going around and I don’t blame you. And by “you” I’m talking to the Christian girl. Hold up a… Continue reading You Are The Messenger, Not The Miracle