New year, new me. Every heard of that phrase? I’m sure you have. Each year when the clock strikes midnight on NYE, the internet is flooded with tweets and selfies with this quote. But, do they mean it? Does anyone ever feel that way? I don’t, that’s for sure. The closest I get to feeling… Continue reading New Year, New Me
Perfect outfit. Perfect Pictures. Perfect home. Perfect life. Right? Well. Sometimes, right. As I'm writing this, I'm sitting in my living room surrounded by pillows on the floor, shoes scattered all over my entryway, dirty dishes waiting to be cleaned, dirty laundry piled up upstairs, and the remains of two graduate papers waiting on me.… Continue reading I’m Perfecting Busyness
I’ve been thinking a lot about love lately. And not in the way most of you are probably thinking. We've all heard the phrase, "love thy neighbor" but I think we've fallen into the lie that the "neighbor" we are called to love is that sweet family with the white picket fence and perfectly manicured… Continue reading Love thy unloving neighbor.
Summer is finally here, or almost here for some. The weather is heating up, the sun is shining a little brighter. Everything is better about summer, right? Sometimes. Now that it’s summer, people will start swimming. I’ll probably swim some too. I used to swim in my grandparents pool since I was a baby. I… Continue reading Whirlpools & Swimming Upstream
“We’ll never know the deep, deep love of God” Those were some of the words that I sang at church this morning before heading back to Kentucky. Those were some of the words that I hummed to between sips of black cherry soda. Those were some of the words that I had 5.5 hours through… Continue reading Five Years Deep
Mary and Martha? I’m speaking from the story from Luke 10 which reads: "As Jesus and the disciples continued on their way to Jerusalem, they came to a certain village where a woman named Martha welcomed him into her home. Her sister, Mary, sat at the Lord’s feet, listening to what he taught. But Martha… Continue reading The Space Between Mary and Martha.
A slice of humble - brownie? Yes brownie. Not pie. Humble. This is such a tricky word sometimes. I try to be humble. But sometimes the line of what being humble becomes blurred with putting yourself down, or being too prideful. That’s right, I said it - too prideful. But how can this be? Aren’t… Continue reading A slice of humble …
My life as a photographer has always felt like somewhat of a double standard. There, I said it. Those horrible words. I have made a career where my focal point is helping people to feel comfortable, beautiful/handsome, and confident in the body that God has designed for them. And I love it. I love that… Continue reading Looks, lenses, and laughter
Have you ever known something was off within yourself - but you have absolutely know idea what that something is? I sure have. That has been my life for the last week or so. Those close to me frequently poke fun at me for always talking about joy, and about constantly and deliberately choosing it.… Continue reading Unraveled to be raveled. (a lesson on choosing joy)
This past week was my first at Park Springs for the summer. I love working at camp, I always have. But this summer is slightly different than the others. My position is different. And this is my first summer as a college graduate. My life has entered into a transitional period, and somehow, in the… Continue reading Love Letters and Little Fish