The difference a year makes. The difference, two, three… eight. Eight years make a lot of difference when you’re looking back. Today I celebrate the first day of Spring with a type of fondness that surpasses other seasonal beginnings. It is also four days to my 26thbirthday. I've always loved the timing of this day in my life.
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
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.