For every story that I have had the honor to write, for every woman who is brave enough to open up and talk about chapters in her life that are perhaps messy and ugly, rather than the ones brimming with victory and success, I want to thank you. You see,
I had some down time yesterday while in D.C. to walk around and take in a few of the sites, my plan was to visit The Smithsonian of American History. After I explored The First Ladies exhibit, I found myself on the second level of the museum completely engrossed in
By nature, I am not a weepy person, which is odd given the fact that my background and roots, deep, deep roots are in theatre. Now, I didn’t say I wasn’t dramatic or “extra” at times, but in real everyday life I don’t cry a lot. Until. Until a seventeen
Prodigal. A label that is slapped on those who grew up in church, know the Bible, and yet for reasons “unknown” to those around them they choose to embrace the ideas, ways and lifestyle that is contrary to the doctrine and beliefs they were raised in. I’ve been asked on
When you work in the church world AND the production world you often times don’t just “attend” events or conferences or meetings or anything of the like. In my case I’m usually working, coordinating, running, managing, planning and every now and then speaking at the different events that I’m involved
In any training program that I do, whether it’s for a tri, marathon or just my regular gym routine the hardest day for me is the rest day. I really struggle on those days and more often than not, I end up negating the rest period by “lightly” training. I
Even in the why In the middle of the night I say You are good Though my prayers are heard The response is Yours, God You are good When the arrows fly I will stand behind the truth You are good You tell my heart be still And so God
