It is Saturday. The day between Good Friday and Easter. And it makes me wonder, as I sit here in my apartment in good ol’ Oklahoma, what that first Saturday was like… Friday had came and went, Filled with the angry, prideful shouts of man “Crucify Him! Crucify Him!” Men willing to trade an innocent man - One who spent His time on this earth, though God, Serving, healing, teaching, and loving - For a murderer. A man full of sin like you and me. And as Pilot washes his hands of

I am sure over the course of your life you have heard someone tell you that you need to let go of your past. It is a wonderful sentiment...

I am SOOO excited for this blog today, I think it may be very beneficial and it’s a little bit different than what I usually write. **Keeping things SpICeY** Below is a written interview with my husband Micah that will hopefully give insight into those who are partners, or even friends, with someone who has an eating disorder. I have known Micah since I was in the 7th grade, and he has been a part of my life from the beginning of my disorder to current day – playing a s

To the one in a season of uncertainty… Imagine you walk into the center of a roundabout; you know that little patch of grass that basks in the sun while the world continues to move around it. You are panicked, head on a swivel as you desperately try to discern which road leading away from your current destination is the one meant for you, the one that will lead you to your purpose and help you accomplish all those dreams and plans you have for your life. But without clear

I am standing in the middle of a park distressed, I want to ask someone for assistance but feel weak, unable to ask for the help I so...

I wonder how many of you can relate to this conversation: *me staring in the mirror* me : okay... I am really loving this outfit today!...