• Jesus First Minimalist

    As For Me & My House

    “This was our starter home.”“Welcome to our tiny home!” “Please don’t mind our small home.”“Yes, our kids share a bedroom, it isn’t that bad… we are finishing the basement.” These are common phrases I would mutter under the pressure to please others as they entered our home. Instead of welcoming the fellowship, or enjoying my love for entertaining & showing hospitality, I focused on my insecurities; I was embarrassed. Over the past 6 years I began to embrace minimalism. Each time I purged I felt relief, & some guilt from my selfish consumption & never-ending wanting. I did one yard sale & then felt donating was best. Donating got the…

  • Jesus First Minimalist

    Choose.

    Choose. Daily life is brimming with choices. We choose: what to eat, what to wear, what to do, where to go, when to go, who to go with, what to watch, what to listen too. Psychologists suggest we make nearly 35,000 choices per day, which is equivalent to 2000 choices per hour or one decision every 2 seconds. Were you aware you made that many choices per day? This world is loud with social media, television, music, podcasts, books, traffic, video games, busy schedules, opinions, constant demand for attention, or seeking of worth; it’s deafening. Opinions come in many forms from verbal expression to shouts, how to’s, posts/comments, self-help books…

  • Fit & Faithful

    Desolate Wilderness: Part III

    “I can see the ivy, growing through the wall; ‘Cause you will stop at nothing to heal my broken soul.” Kari Jobe, “The Garden” Healing is a difficult process. I would love to tell you that once I had explanted my breast implants that I was miraculously healed (it definitely would have felt better at the time) but the fact that I wasn’t created an even larger miracle that I can share & warrants even greater glory to God! Physical symptoms began to disappear immediately as I previously shared through photos, but, deeper issues remained. A pit; mentally I was in a deep cavernous pit. Anxiety had consumed me. For…

  • Healing Harbor

    My Cultivated Life

    Written: January 2018 My cultivated life, would be one deeply rooted in Jesus Christ, saturated by God’s truth & promises. My cultivated life looks like quiet time with the Lord each morning, devoted time to war room prayers; fighting the battle through prayer, petition & thanksgiving. My cultivated prayer life looks me praying on my knees for my husband, our marriage, each one of my beautiful babies, my family, my friends, my community, my church, my world, my government, the return of Christ. My cultivated life looks like journaling: prayer & gratitude. My cultivated life looks like me anticipating the return of Christ, being prepared, my lantern is full, fresh…

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