Capturing moments of 2018 on my phone…
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Goodday, I wanted to share my Christmas/Birthday list for this year since I usually combine the two! Don’t worry if you didn’t have time to pick something up for me at Christmas, there’s plenty of time until my birthday. As always I am not opposed to used, resold, discount items. This year the list is small only due to the fact they are registries. Coffee (aka nectar of the Gods) – the Cold Brew Shandy is to die for. Some outdoor gear for a trip next year – REI registry Amazon Kindle gift card/books Herschel – umbrella, duffle, bookbag A…
Comments closedHow a year of giving changed my eyes. In the year of our Lord 2017, I resolved to give 20% of my income. At the time I was making about $54k dollars per year, living modestly and still earning more than enough. I’m an independent single adult female who lives with roommates so there aren’t many pricy responsibilities in my life. Why I chose to do this? Well, I figured adjusting my lifestyle to accommodate for giving right off the life transition I made at the end of 2016 would be beneficial. I was new on my job and planning…
One CommentI’m just wondering how you don’t want the redeemed work. The crucifixion pressed down shaken together overflowing truth. The I fixed it and made it into what it should be. The James 1:2 work. The tried and true work. All this time I thought the crucifixion was on purpose. That while we live in it, we aren’t it. That even though we did it, He cleansed it. That if Jesus touched it, that must Be it. That redeemed work. Not the honoray work. Not the, it’s a tradition that hasn’t been broken. Not the, it’s been passed down for centuries…
One CommentYou can leave it on the table or leave it at the altar. It’s your choice. Your decisions, what you’ve cultivated, can be up for grabs or up for refinement. You can leave it to be discarded or recharged. Either way you did it. You live with where you left it. So much in my life has been discarded. Left for ruin or left for who ever would pick it up. Maybe it wasn’t right that I left it there. Maybe there was potential in the work that had been done. But I let it go. Thinking that leaving it…
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This year’s list is a bit more lighthearted than my usual end of the year reflection. To celebrate moving into the District of Columbia I’ve decided to share my Top Ten Most DC Moments. It was the best of times and the worst of times… 10. DC Funk Parade This was an easy candidate for this list. It just screams DC. You know funk, Chuck Brown, a parade, concerts, all on U Street. I had a fun day and spotted some new artists I love (like Ressa Renee). What made this so DC? Well, the fact that is was raining…
Leave a CommentYOU-YOU-YOU Can’t wait to meet YOU I don’t know YOU but I feel like I do. Elusive is what I’d like to call YOU Hell…I’d just like to call YOU in general… to hear that deep raspy voice over the phone. YOU’d say something silly and I’d laugh followed by something very intense, then I would smile then YOU’d finish with something romantic which would leave me looking at my watch calculating when we would see each other again. I can’t wait to meet YOU. I can’t wait to see YOU. Broad shoulders and big hands. It’s funny because I…
Leave a CommentIf these lyrics can write what my heart feels how can I keep singing/ How can I belt love so true to my soul’s being, waiting for you to find strength/ hoping that tomorrow comes today, that life takes my breath away until I find my being. me and you, just a bit closer than before/ never change, never remain the same. If the lyrics can write what my hear feels how can I keep singing/ I can’t shorten the words to describe the joy that I find in your being/ A mystery to search out. I can’t deny this…
Leave a Commentpushed into a corner you have 90degres which is only a quarter of the puzzle, but somehow the last option and we’re not even talking spheres. Let me take you to a new dimension. If fear is failure its only the beginning a perpetual cycle never ending getting a little closer to the beginning of that journey. If we’re supposed to enjoy the journey when we’re always making maps, what’s the path? The road less traveled by has still had passengers defined more so by what they are walking toward. Let’s be real, ‘nothing new under the sun’ just means…
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