Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Cleveland: An Unexpected Blessing

Spring Break 2015 will be a memorable one! I had the opportunity to go on a trip to Cleveland, Ohio. 

This was not an ordinary spring break trip. It was a missions trip through Envision which is a part of the Christian & Missionary Alliance(the denomination that Crown College is associated with). Envision Cleveland just launched and we were the first short-term team to go to that location! 

My team consisted of 6 students and 1 professor. We all crammed into a minivan with our luggage and journeyed the long 14 hours (including stops) to Cleveland Ohio. The team represented diversity in major, worldview, and personality. And most of the team did not know each other very well before the trip. 

I honestly couldn't see how God was going to bring the team together before we left...and even on the way there...but man did God show up through our team dynamics! We learned how to communicate, confront, and forgive. Personally, I learned how to humble myself better and take direction from my team leader. I realized that there are so many different ways to interact with the world and that doesn't mean one is better than the other.

I am so incredibly thankful for my team members. 

So what did we do during our trip? 

Saturday March 14, 2015: We arrived at the Freedom House, which was the parish of Grace Church and where we would be staying for the week! We talked with Brice Payne (Assistant Site Director) and had our first team meeting. 

As a team, we read 1 John and talked about the things we were already learning just from our day of traveling. One thing that stood out to me was when Brice said, "Those who have the love of Christ, will love like Christ." This challenged me because I was struggling to love my team members after a long exhausting day of traveling. 

After the meeting, we all went to bed so that we would be rested and ready to go the next day!

Sunday March 15, 2015: We attended Grace Church and got a glimpse into the community of believers in the Old Brooklyn neighborhood. It was really cool to see that people were able to be open and honest about their struggles in this congregation. They talked about peacemaking and confessing sins to one another. 

After church we grabbed lunch while Paul Huneycutt (Site Director) and Brice shared what we were going to be participating in throughout the week. Man, did they get us pumped up! 

Then we went on a bus tour of Cleveland and got familiar with the city. We finished the night by having dinner with the different ministry leaders we would be working with this week. It was a great time to ask questions and hear about how God was moving in their different ministries. 

Cleveland Skyline

Monday March 16, 2015: Our first full day of ministry! Every day we started the day with about 30 minutes of prayer together as a team. After prayer, we would have breakfast together then head out! On Monday, we worked at Envision's soon-to-be Intern/Team house. This building is one of the many houses that was sold for $1 due to the housing crisis of 2008. We helped in the renovation process and did some yard work. 

After some good ol' manual labor, we spent the afternoons (M,W, F) at Mooney School helping in the cafeteria. Mooney is a public school K-12 that has a diverse population of students. We helped monitor grades K-8th during lunch and had the opportunity to talk with kids and build relationships over the three days we were there. 

On Monday, in the midst of the loud and chaotic cafeteria, I met this quiet, gentle, and caring little first grader named Julien. We didn't talk much during that first day but I quietly joined him and his friends as they ate lunch. Throughout the week, it was amazing to see him come out of his shell. There was still a gentleness about him but as trust was built Julien became to tell me his story. I was blessed and honored to have lunch with him. 

We finished Monday night with one of the most impacting moments of the trip for me personally. Dinner with an Iraqi family.

Envision had arranged for our team to share dinners with refugee families through a partnership they developed with a man named Darrel.  He is a contractor who renovates $1 homes and provides refugees with housing and even employs some of the men to work for his company. 

This family opened their home to myself and three other team members. They provided us with wonderful hospitality, great conversation, and of course delicious food! We were able to have a translator with us,  a college student at Ohio State, who made communication flow freely between the family and ourselves. 

There are many lessons I learned from this interaction but here are just a few:
1. Love can overcome any barrier...even the barrier of language!
2. I held many assumptions and prejudices against Muslims. I have allowed media and stereotypes to blind me to the reality that Muslims are people; they have families, hopes and dreams, and want the best for the children. They do not all support terrorism and many are disgusted by how a select group of Islamic extremists have tainted their reputation. 
3. Other cultures have so much to offer! It was incredible to see their worldview and there were many parts--family, community, respect--that I desired to see more in my own culture. 

I will never forget this family. They taught me the importance of family, demonstrated true hospitality, and initiated a change in my heart that will impact the way I interact with Muslims.

Tuesday March 17, 2015: After prayer and breakfast, our morning consisted of cleaning out a building for Faith Alliance Bible Church in East Cleveland. They want to use this building to create a multipurpose space in order to grow in their ministry. It could be used for a daycare facility, a safe place for young people, and so much more!

East Cleveland is the rougher side of the city. There are many difficulties facing their neighborhood such as: poverty, crime, prostitution, domestic abuse, drug and alcohol addiction, etc. This church is an African American congregation in the C&MA that intentionally chose to plant itself in a community that desperately needs the love and transformative power of Christ in their neighborhood. 

After working hard cleaning the building, we spent the afternoon helping FABC with their after-school children's program. Every day the church provides a safe place for children to come and do their homework, have a meal, and be in community with one another. 

Our team attempted to come alongside this ministry so that there were more opportunities for one-on-one attention with the children. But honestly, most of the team was overwhelmed by the energy and structure of the program. Many of us did not know how to response to certain situations with the kids or staff. 

This was a powerful experience because most of us had never worked nor been immersed in an African American church/community. To ignore the cultural differences would be ridiculous and yet that's what we tried to do. Until Professor Jones challenged us, in our team debrief, that night to acknowledge are judgments, criticisms, and differences. He reminded us that while it may seem "easier" to stuff them down, ultimately it will only hurt the relationships we are building. 

Wednesday March 18, 2015: 
Some of the highlights of Wednesday were:
1. Sitting with Rochelle (4th grader) at lunch. She talked about her love of basketball, her family, and her struggle with being bullied. It was a privilege to be trusted and to be able to empower her!

2. As a team, we went into downtown Cleveland to be tourists for the afternoon. My favorite part of that trip was my conversation with Brice Payne. I shared with my story and my desire to help teenagers who are broken and hurting. I wrestled with my conviction to be doing "ministry" but not knowing what that would look like specifically. 

Brice provided me with a listening ear, caring heart, and wisdom from experience. He challenged me to lean into situations, conversations, and moments despite any feelings of discomfort, uncertainty, or fear that might arise. He pushed me to think of the ways that I get restore--emotionally, physically, spiritually, and mentally. It was so refreshing!

3. Dinner with a refugee family from the Congo! We didn't have a fluent translator for this encounter so it was frustrating at times because I wanted to be able to communicate with this gracious family. They made us lamb (or goat!) and these cool mashed corn balls. We ate with our hands and everything! 

The man shared his story and the violence that he experienced when a neighboring nation invaded and tortured him. Despite the communication barrier, we understood that America provided this family with a safe haven to escape the violence of their homeland. 

Momma & Daston
Learning Language

Google Translate! 

Thursday March 19, 2015: One of the coolest parts of Thursday was that our little team finished clearing out the entire building at Faith Alliance Bible Church that we had started on Tuesday! We surprised ourselves, the Envision staff, but most importantly the church leadership with what could be accomplished in just 6 hours over two days! It was so rewarding to see how our work encouraged the church and helped them to see their dream of using this space for God's kingdom work one step closer! 

During the after-school program at FABC, I got to help two young boys on their homework. 

The first, was Brandon (1st grader) who was doing pretty good at reading and writing. Then we got to the math worksheet. And man! This kid was incredible at math! He didn't need my help at all. It was so fun to encourage him and brag about his abilities. He developed such confidence in himself in one afternoon and he wanted to do more math worksheets. :) 

The second, was a third grader boy who was working on multiplication. He kept getting stuck on multiplying by nine so I taught him a finger trick to help him remember his nines. Before I knew it, the boy's dad was next to me learning the trick. Then the other volunteers came up and wanted to learn the trick. This boy was so excited to have a cool to have a way to excel in multiplication and help his friends! 

After the after-school program, my team got to have dinner with leadership of FABC. I met the youth pastor's wife during the program and we hit it off! During dinner, I got to talk to her and her husband about our heart for teenagers and youth ministry. They showed me the ways they connect with youth in their context and I learned a lot. They are gifted musically and showed me some of the creative ways they have proclaimed the gospel with young people. 

Youth Pastor's Wife!

My heart was encouraged by these two ministers and I loved how we were united because of our shared love of Jesus and passion to pass that on to the next generation. 

Friday March 20, 2015: Our last full day of ministry in Cleveland. We worked on the "White House" which is the building that Envision wants to use for their team/intern house. Then spent the afternoon at Mooney School. 

The highlight from Friday was the time we could to spend at the Huneycutt's home! Paul and his wife Lorie shared their story with us. There heart for loving God and loving people is amazing. And you can clearly see how God orchestrated them to be the missionaries to Cleveland, Ohio through Envision. 

So far, I haven't mentioned the person that impacted me the most during this trip. Mostly because I didn't want to get choked up and ball my eyes out. Here is my good friend, Hudson Huneycutt.

As you can see, he is a goof ball! Hudson is 7 years old and quickly became my good friend. All week long we had fun together. We had a leaf raking competition, rode in the van together, played soccer and basketball, visited the Congolese family, ate Honey Hut ice cream, played Trivia Crack and Magic Piano, and much more!

This little boy taught me so much. He reminded me of the power of laughter, speaking truth, and loving others. Hudson has a BIG HEART and I was overwhelmed by his desire to value people for exactly who they were. 

It was a privilege to watch as Hudson played with this little Congolese boy and become friends even thought they didn't speak the same language. After we had been with the family for a little over an hour, Hudson ran up to me and Lorie and said, "I communicated with him! I pointed to him, then me, then the soccer ball and he knew I wanted to play soccer with him!" And with a huge smile on his face, he ran back to his new friend to continue playing with him. 

I love you Hudson!

I went to Cleveland hoping that I would be able to love and encourage the people I met. And instead, I was greeted with love, acceptance, and compassion from Hudson. His kindness broke through the walls I had built around my heart to protect myself. No words I could write would express the gift that Hudson gave me by becoming my friend. 

There is so much more that I could share with you about this trip but I will leave it incomplete...because what I learned in Cleveland is far from over. God began something in Cleveland and I know that he is not finished.  

I hope this blog post provided you with a small insight into the redemptive work God is doing in this world. He continues to redeem me in the most unexpected ways and it is my prayer that he would be revealing himself to each of you in a new and real way even today. 

Thanks for reading this extremely long blog! If you want to ask me any questions or hear more, I'd LOVE to talk more about it! So don't hesitate to call, message, or email me. 

Thank you for all those who supported this trip and covered it in prayer. God was so faithful! 

Tuesday, August 19, 2014


It's funny how one day we don't see, feel, or acknowledge something. We go about our daily lives, doing the mundane and ordinary, not knowing that "something" is just about to.....burst. Literally. As you all know, my appendix burst last week. And man, O, man that was a painful experience. I was sent to the hospital to wait for surgery and then stayed a few days to make sure I was "out-of-the-woods" and that infections wouldn't pop up. 

DISCLAIMER: My intent in writing this is not to get your pity but rather to walk you through the lessons I learned through this last week. 

While I waited for confirmation that it was my appendix and that I would need surgery I remember thinking that all I wanted was my mom to be there. This sounds silly coming from someone who has been independent and taking care of herself from a young age but it makes sense with what God has been teaching me this summer. When I went to Taipei, Taiwan in June, I learned that it's okay to be vulnerable and depend on others, in fact, it's refreshing. For too long, I have tried to be the "strong" one, the girl that could take care of herself and those around her without any help.

God has been walking alongside me, telling me that I don't need to do it all, can't do it all, and that I shouldn't do it all. 

I've learned that I have limitations, I cannot help everyone, I cannot do it alone. And I have found such freedom in God's truth. I'm not superwoman and He doesn't want or expect me to be. Stemming from this truth, I've begun to practice letting friends and family know what I can do and what my limits are. This terrified me in the beginning because I used to be such a people-pleaser but I have found that it has strengthened my relationships instead of hurt them. 

Okay, back to the hospital. It was confirmed that I needed surgery and I was waiting in the hospital room and I remember thinking, "I'm glad I came in when I did." It wouldn't be until after that I realized how profound this thought was. It was a simple phrase that ran through my head but today leaves me speechless. 

Timing. God's Timing. It is, was, and will always be PERFECT! You see, last week I was in a wedding of a dear college friend and this next week I am back to school. It just so happened that my appendicitis was perfectly sandwiched in so that I had plenty of time to recover and so that it didn't interfere with these two beautiful events. I'm so thankful!!!

After surgery, I was greeted by my aunt and my MOMMY :) She had driven down from Bemidji to be there with me. Oh! And did I mention, this all happened on her birthday?!?! Poor mommy. I felt awful having to call her and worry her but I knew that all she wanted was to be there supporting me. She came back in the morning and patiently helped me. It was a sweet moment that I will never forget and I know that she was so happy I still needed her. 

My hospital stay went smoothly and I actually really loved it there because I felt safe and secure. The nurse-call button was in my fingertips, the bed was perfectly positioned, and the pain-meds came exactly when I expected them. I think this is how we sometimes wish our lives were. Safe and protected, predictable and catered to us. We want to feel secure. We LOVE safety nets. We crave for the safe zones of life. 

But just like you can't stay in the hospital forever, you can't stay in the safe zones of life forever. I'm not going to lie and say that everything was a-okay after I left the hospital. It wasn't. Guess what? There was more pain! I didn't have an adjustable bed, or room service, or nurses to reassure me that the pain was normal. I struggled with physical pain, anxiety, and doubt that I would ever get better. I wanted relief NOW. I wanted to be healed. I prayed that God would at least do me the small courtesy of knocking me out at night so I could escape the pain even if for only a few hours. It was a struggle to be thankful for much of anything. 

Throughout my time of being back at my aunt and uncle's recovering, I was encouraged by so many people. And I can't say how much each message or call meant to me. You kept me going. You spoke truth when all I could hear were the lies and the temptation to curse God. Even though I am so GLAD this painful week is over, I can't help but be thankful for it. It showed me that I can endure a lot of pain and attacks from the enemy and still remain faithful to God.

This morning as I was driving back from my follow-up appointment with my doctor the song "Overwhelmed" by Big Daddy Weave came on the radio. And wow, through this song I was able to see God's face and experience a sweet time of worship as tears ran down my face. I'll end this post with the words that gripped my heart and kept me in awe of Jesus Christ.

"All that you've done is so overwhelming, I delight myself in You, In the Glory of Your Presence, I'm Overwhelmed, I'm Overwhelmed." 

Saturday, July 19, 2014

One Thousand Gifts

Words have always had the powerful ability to captivate my heart. I search for the perfect sentence to express some feeling or experience, one which I have never found the perfect explanation. A phrase that will say it all. This searching has led me to books, and songs, and famous quotes that will serve to bring the depth of my heart out into the open.

Right now, I am reading the book "One Thousand Gifts" by Ann Voskamp. This book's author shares her journey of giving thanks to God by numbering the gifts he has given her. She challenged herself to list one thousand gifts and thank God for them.

I've been learning from this book the difference that gratitude and perspective can have in our daily lives. Each day we can choose to the way we are going to perceive the world. We can choose to see the good, the difficult, painful, and confusing parts of our lives as gifts from God. Or we can decide that we are going to let angry take control, allow ourselves to complain and whine, and become ungrateful for every day we are alive.

"You would be very ashamed if you knew what the experiences you call setbacks, upheavals, pointless disturbances, and tedious annoyances really are. You would realize that your complaints about them are nothing more nor less than blasphemies--though that never occurs to you. Nothing happens to you except by the will of God, and yet [God's] beloved children curse it because they do not know it for what it is." (Voskamp, p.125)

Our perspective is narrow and limited. And often we look past blessings right in front of us.

People become nuisances that we would rather look through instead of look at. We avoid eye contact, personal connection, and community because we have been burned by people in the past. We don't let people in because we have become hardened in an attempt to protect ourselves.

But all these defensive maneuvers have done is hurt us more. Healing is restricted and sight is blinded. So how do we begin the process of changing our perspective? How do we begin to change our ungrateful and anger-ridden hearts? If we desire to be people that are thankful and at peace with God, others, and ourselves, where to do we begin?

One Thousand Gifts suggests that we first need to begin to see the gifts that God gives us. And I believe that there is something powerful in allowing Jesus to reveal his goodness to us through the mundane blessings, the painful and confusing moments, and through the joy that comes through experiencing him through his creation. By worship God for the gifts he has given, our hearts soften and we begin to understand how much he loves us.

I am not finished with this book but I am thankful that it has made me ponder what it means to live in the present moment, fully invested and seeking him. In the past two weeks God has been bringing me back to the same verse. I know that He is trying to answer my heart-deep question: "What is your will for my life God?" And he responded with 1 Thessalonians 4:16-18.

"Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus."

Sunday, December 15, 2013

Changes: Out of My Control

I'm in the midst of learning an extremely difficult lesson. As you "grow up" and become an "adult" you can clearly see the changes in yourself. Some you welcome with a fist held high in the air, others you try to pretend you don't notice, like how similar you are to your mother; and still there are other changes about yourself that make you question if you always were this person or if you've become the way you are because of where you are. The changes in yourself that take place in college are diverse, complicated, and difficult to explain.

But these personal changes are like a foggy morning drive. You can't quite see what's ahead of you but you know that you have some control of your destination because you're the one driving the car.

Lately, I've been noticing the changes taking place in those who I have always called friends. These changes are even more difficult to understand because not only are the changes not taking place in you most of the time your friend(s) can not explain and justify these changes in themselves.

Please don't view this as a chance for me to slander my friends or blow off steam but rather as a moment to speak about a very true and painful part of growing up.

Friends change just as much as you change. But where you have grace and understanding for your own changes, you will lack both when it comes to your friends. Like it or not, you will have expectations for your friends that they will never live up to. You will be disappointed, frustrated, upset, and sometimes you will questions why you ever called them your friends.

After all the negative feelings towards your friends have settled, another storm will come in. One that you were not prepared for. You will start to blame yourself. Maybe for not keeping in contact better or for not encouraging them or not being there when they needed you the most. Life tends to take us all in different directions that, most of the time, are out of our control and yet you never grow weary of trying to point the finger of blame at someone. This ferriswheel of blame is not a ride you want to get on.

But then there comes another moment where you experience a time with a friend that feels "just like old times" and you forget all about the rollercoaster of emotions and doubt over the solidity of your friendship. And then you go back to your world, and they go back to theirs; it's as if this moment never happened.


Friends will come and they will go. Some will appreciate you for exactly who you are and others will not like who you've become. Some friends will become people you don't know and don't care to know and it's okay to walk away. People change and things are never the same as they are today.

1. It's better to be lonely then to keep bad company.
2. Don't settle for mediocre friends that don't appreciate or care for you.
3. Never change yourself to please someone else.
4. It's alright to grieve the loss of your "best friends" and wish things could be different.
5. Never lose your hope in people. We all get hurt in relationships but don't let the hurt of the past dictate your present and/or future happiness.

Thursday, August 8, 2013

Little Things

The "little things" in life that I love so dearly....

The look of a child, innocent and pure, running freely without a care in the world. Children have a way of reaching into the depths of my soul, reminding me the best way to view life is through their eyes. Their honest, pure, and caring interactions with others makes me smile, knowing this world is better because of them. Kids are messy, loud, and sometimes feel like too much to handle, yet it is their energy and enthusiasm for life I will always admire. 

A cloudy day. This may seem an odd thing to love...but the other day as I was driving home from work I looked up into the sky and saw scattered clouds and was in awe. The setting sun was peaking through in various places and yet there were some dangerously dark storm clouds as well. The mixture of the light and dark was almost poetic; it was as if the human experience was truly written in the sky. Life isn't always sunny days, it also has it's storms. It's the combination of both that keeps us from forgetting we are blessed by the bad and the good we encounter everyday. I love this kind of weather because it makes me want to sit back and take some time to contemplate.

The moment that something finally clicks! I won't share the exact moment in the past few weeks that this idea came into my head, but I think all of you can agree with me when I say it is wonderful to reach the moment when after hours, days, or even years something you didn't understand finally becomes clear. It simply amazes me how this works. Sometimes it is easier when these moments of clarity come to become irritated that you couldn't have learned it earlier but when the initial reaction fades, one must appreciate the personal growth that has taken place seemingly instantaneous.

The local coffee shop. It seems that no matter what place I call "home" I quickly fall in love with the nearest coffee establishment. And it wasn't until last Saturday that I realized something profound, coincidentally while sitting in a coffee shop. The fact that I love coffee shops has nothing to with the place itself, or the coffee, or the "atmosphere." (Although I really do like all of those things!) The real reason coffee shops have such a deep place in my heart and soul, is that they provide an opportunity for reflection. It is in coffee shops that I think my best thoughts, come to more conclusions (or rather create more questions), and just take a moment to pause. I find it difficult to do this for myself in my day-to-day life and coffee shops help me to do just that and enjoy the wonderful taste of some overpriced drink that I probably shouldn't be drinking anyway, but hey you can't have it all right?

A good book. A book that doesn't tell you what to think, rather one which makes you think. Stories are a means of communication that have been a part of humanity for so long that I can't help but feel connected, grounded, and part of something larger than just myself and the book in my hand. Reading is a way to travel the world without stepping foot out your door, an unique opportunity to have a conversation with people you will most likely never meet, and has a lasting impact on your life which you never thought possible. 

The moment you realize that someone really understands you.  Not that someone can ever fully comprehend every part of who you are, I'm not even sure that we can know that about ourselves, instead it is that small moment when you look into somebody else's eyes and see they know what you are feeling, thinking, or going through. It is an incredible and unique characteristic of humanity that one can empathize with another. 

Sleepless nights. Okay, I don't love these but I do want to talk about them. Nights in which I find myself tossing and turning, trying to do ANYTHING to fall asleep, are some of the best nights of my life. It's these nights that I have the most intensely deep conversations with God, finally come to reality of my emotional denial and am forced to confront myself. These nights remind me, the seemingly "inconvenient" moments in life can be used for meaningful revelations. 

The connection that is shared between family. Growing up, it was always easy to point out the flaws and dysfunctions within my family, yet today I celebrate them. It was through my difficult upbringing and unconventional lifestyle that my family and I learned to survive together. There were days that we couldn't stand the sight of each other but with great love comes even greater battles. We each had our points of weakness, bouts with pride, and moments of selfishness. Yet, we loved despite these. It wasn't perfect and never will be but I chose to see the beauty in the chaos that is my family. 

Music that speaks to directly to your heart and soul. When a song plays on the radio that captures the emotions that I am feeling, I stand back in awe. Just tonight, as I was driving home a song came on the radio that brought me tears. It was the way the lyrics aligned with my heart that had me reeling, trying to find a way to express the feeling of clarity and understanding the song brought to me I couldn't help but let the tears fall. 

These are only a few of the little things that I love....

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Beautifully Complex

"Each heart knows it's own bitterness, and no one else can share in it's joy." -Proverbs 14:10

This proverb shocked me when I read it. Mostly, because it is so unlike any other proverb that was recorded. I've been reading the Book of Proverbs for about a week and have been reflecting on different topics that are covered within it. I began with anything to do with speaking, the tongue, or our words but it wasn't until I focused on the heart that a thought got trapped within my mind and wouldn't let me go. 

Have you ever experienced the feeling that no one really understands you? At times in life, we realize our complexity and become overwhelmed with the human experience. We look in the mirror and find that the person looking back at us isn't a translucent, easy to understand, creation.

Not only are we complex, but each of us have our own individual ups and downs. Life gives us various experiences, whether they be difficult or joyous, painful or painless, that teach us about ourselves and the world. These experiences our completely our own. That's what this proverb has got me so caught up on!

We think that our friends, family, and loved ones share in our every triumphant and every heartache but the the truth is that no one but ourselves share in these moments. No one, no matter how much they love us or say they will be there for us, can honestly comprehend what we feel in the deepest parts of our hearts. 

At first, this idea made me very upset. What's the meaning of friendship? Why are we longing for relationship if no one can truly share this essential part of ourselves? 

I'm still not sure what the answers to these questions are and I'm not sure I ever will. But after many days of thinking this proverb over, I've come to appreciate the truth that it brings.

It serves as a reminder for me to never assume that I understand a person. It makes me weary of people's motivations behind their actions, but this proverb also allows me to realize that the people I meet each and every day have their own struggles and heartaches. They have their own quirks, and each are on a journey of discovery. 

Humanity is a complex organism but it is the complexities of individuals that make us each uniquely beautiful. <3 

Saturday, June 22, 2013

A Defining Post

1. Stay in a place longer than necessary, typically because of a reluctance to leave: "she lingered in the yard, enjoying the warm sunshine."
2. Spend a long time over (something): "she lingered over her meal."

I entitled this blog "Lingering in My Mind" for a specific reason. Have you ever experienced the constant circling of an idea, person, or event in your mind? For quite some time, I had forgotten what it was like to have the time to think or process anything at all. Life has being flying so fast that I had no time to sit down and wrap my head around anything of substance.

So this new blog is my place to share what I've been thinking about. I'm not sure if it will be any good to my readers but I know that it will be beneficial for me to put it into words. This isn't going to be a blog where I necessarily update you on the events that are going on in my life but rather it is going to be a glimpse into the inner workings of my heart and soul. WARNING: This may not always be pretty, or easy. But I make a promise to myself and to you that I will do my best to be as honest as possible. With this is mind, please read this blog through the perspective that we all are imperfect people.

I hope you can enjoy this blog :) I hope that it serves a bigger purpose than just a place for my voice to be heard. May this be something that reaches out to each of you wherever you are.