It’s finally hit you. After weeks, months or maybe even years of believing that you have it all, you are left searching. Maybe for your parents, but not for you. That job you were so excited to get, it now leaves you drained. All the sports you became the star player in, they don’t
  When a friend or a loved one is struggling with addiction, they can believe that there is no hope for them. They might think that their addiction is what defines them and that there is no path out. It’s not your responsibility to decide whether or not they get sober, but you can use
  Perfectionism (noun) is defined as the refusal to accept any standard short of perfection. It’s also a generational curse that has been spread across a lot of families, including mine.   It’s something that, one day at a time, I am continually giving up to God. I’ve fully accepted this and that’s just to the
  Each Facebook status declares our abstinence – bearing the glamour of false pride and modern spirituality. We sit around and stare at blank screens – scrolling through the list of piety – measuring our choices against others. Are we fasting enough? Are we looking holy enough?   As I search through endless posts –
  The practice of gratitude is a powerful thing.   Gratitude is defined noun – the quality of being thankful; readiness to show appreciation for and to return the kindness.   For a while, I found myself stuck in addiction, slight depression, and constant anxiety. Starting this gratitude practice early on, recovery has made a
  Deal of the Day!! Full Price on all Damaged items! Don’t you love it when you find the shoes or clothes in stock? The best part is when they are on sale! You immediately rush to the checkout line excited to add it to your collection. While you are in line, you notice that your
“We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.” -Maya Angelou    The kind of legacy we leave will only reflect the kind of life we lived. Seems obvious, but there is a bit of irony in our tendency to romanticize the leaving,
August 17, 2018
    The airport is truly a love/hate relationship. Lines are short, traffic is smooth, TSA is friendly, and your flight is on time with no foreseeable delays… you love it.   But on the flip side, you struggle with rush hour traffic, lines out the door for security and the TSA agent didn’t have
  Say this slow…   God I need you.   I’ve learned that it is completely and utterly okay to state the mere fact the your faith is fragile, and you are longing for your Heavenly Father to give you life.   It must become a learned behavior to admit you are broken, and admit
    Java and I have been in a long-term relationship ever since I could talk. Ok. Maybe you haven’t noticed, but I have an obsession with coffee. Yes. I admit it. Coffee shops are my kryptonite. I try to evade the sweet scent of intoxication, but I can’t resist – I can’t pass by