28 “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. 29 Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” I crave the relief, [...]
I’m starting another series. Because I like to organize things and because the things I write about go in so many directions, it’s nice to feel like there’s some method to it. This series is going to be an expansion and exploration of all the “ands” God seems to be adding to my word for [...]
That's my word for 2018. I feel like so much in me has been asleep for so long. Some of it for the past year, some for a few years, some for my whole life. Potential for greatness in so many areas, lying dormant, or lulled to sleep by fear and the lies that causes [...]
(Some post yoga Bubby Love) I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror the other day and wondered...What kind of mom do people think I am? I know there are so many types we hear about: Helicopter moms, Pinterest Moms, Soccer moms, Glam moms, Sporty Moms, and more. I'm definitely super Crunchy-essential oils, elderberry [...]
That's what this week has been all about. I knew something was off when I came out of therapy on Monday night feeling dejected. It was a very good session, with lots of me getting to share victories and growth and a lot of positivity- there's no reason I should have felt down. Tuesday I [...]
I hate saying no. It makes me literally sick to my stomach. I'm an extreme people pleaser by nature, and I hate disappointing anyone, maybe partly out of fear that I'll lose their love or affection. That has been magnified during this season of struggling more intensely with my mental health. Sometimes I have to [...]
I was gonna write this later, because I'm really trying to stay off my phone till after I've worked out, but, just as I was about to work out, the Boy woke up, so nursing and blogging it is. I crave community, and particularly a best friend who loves Jesus. I had one in my early [...]
Mae Breakall 