• 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,  Healing Harbor

    Ding Dong the Witch is Dead

    Remember the scene from The Wizard of Oz where the house is in the middle of a twister? Winds rage, the foundation is shaken, cracked, all possessions are being tossed to & fro. Dorothy observes her greatest fears within the wind just before the house comes to a crashing halt landing in munchkin land. This is a clear depiction of the my life leading up to my wilderness season. Storm Warning Looking back I can now perceive the many warnings God presented but my “christian” to-do list deprived me of my sight & disabled my discernment. My structure was not standing upon a firm foundation, I was not at all…

  • 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…

  • Fit & Faithful

    Desolate Wilderness: Part II

    17.5 Million This is how many plastic surgeries took place in 2017 according to the American Society of Plastic Surgeons. Of the 17.5 million 300,378 were breast augmentation, 246,354 liposuction, 218,924 nose reconstruction, & 129,753 tummy tucks. I don’t think the message could be any more clear, that we are completely unhappy & dissatisfied with how we look physically. Through magazines, media, & more we are bombarded with what “beautiful” looks like. Beauty through societies eyes is defined exclusively to physical features. Every where we look men & women’s eyes are exposed to scantily clad women (& occasionally men) & products that are too aide us in our endless pursuit…

  • Healing Harbor

    A Letter to My Body

    Written 12/13/2017 To My Body,  Today we took a shower. It has been less than 48 hours since I tortured you once again. Less than 3 years ago I violated you. I told you, you weren’t good enough while I looked at you with disgust. I had tried for years to make you different, like someone else. I dressed you uncomfortably & forced pads & underwires to increase where I felt you lacked. I misused you to feel loved. I exposed you for attention. Then I took it even further, I forced you to sleep & let another forcefully insert foreign objects into you thinking they would complete you, they…

  • Fit & Faithful

    Desolate Wilderness: Part I

    You know the term late bloomer, well, I was more of a “never” bloomer. I always felt self-conscious about the lack of chest size, I would even wear a padded bra under my sports bra when I played soccer so I wouldn’t look so flat. Most of us can think of something right off the bat that we dislike, or would change, about ourselves. Breast augmentation was something I joked about often. As I was pregnant with each of our 3 children I would marvel through the pain of milk production because for a short time I had size C breast. After delivery I would deflate right back into reality.…

  • Healing Harbor

    A Letter to My Baby….

    Dear Baby, Hello, it’s your mother. I honestly question at times if I deserve to be called that. A mother is to protect, love, & raise up her child. The biggest mistake of my life; I failed you. When I realized I was pregnant I was shocked. I wondered about you, if you were really in there. I wasn’t in a healthy relationship, I honestly wasn’t healthy mentally or physically either. I was lost, down a dark lonely path, searching for love.  I was told I was pregnant by a nurse. I was told you were unwanted. I was told you would be denied. I was told how much you would cost.…

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