Broken Devotion

I don't think I've ever pretended to be whole. I'm a mess. Always have been and always will be. I've never seen a reason to pretend otherwise. I like people who know they're messed up and I tend to keep my distance from those who think they're perfect...I figure it's better to just be broken together. Life is hard and it would be weird if we weren't damaged by that truth.

I have found this to be true. It is especially true of the “fixers” in our lives. Words like “I’ve done all I can do” when all you needed was someone to sit with you. Very few people will do just that. It’s no wonder then why so many isolate themselves and/or self destruct in desperate attempts to put on that smile and fake healing for those around them. The pressure just gets to be too much. Grief does not follow a timeline. Just be where you need to be and allow yourself to truly heal. Jesus, be close to the broken hearted

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“When the world says ‘Give up,’ hope whispers ‘Try it one more time!’”

Moment of transparency:

I have people tell me all of the time that they admire my faith and optimism..and come to me for prayer as if I have some sort of super power praying abilities.

Let me be clear here, I have been in the middle of a battle for my life for years now.

Everyday I wake up and step back out into that war with only One Name upon my lips that can do anything about the bloodiness that I find around me, and that Name is Jesus Christ.

I have an enemy who seeks to destroy me...day and night he tells me that I can't do this thing, that I am worthless, and to give up...but that ONE NAME keeps me from throwing in that towel.

When I have lost my hope, HE is my hope. When I don't feel good enough, HE is good enough. When I don't love enough, HE loves enough.

When I pray, there is no power from within myself that isn't available to you. All of the power comes from that ONE NAME- Jesus Christ.

Being a Christian is the most exciting adventure, but it is not an easy one...but to quote Lecrae, "My worst day as a believer is better than my best day before I met Christ."

Never forget

#911

We should all live our lives like toddlers learning to walk.
They fall down, but they don’t say, “Well I guess walking just isn’t for me like it is for mom and dad.”
Nope, they get back up bruises and all- unconcerned with looking silly, awkward, or clumsy.
They press on and then-

they walk.

Included: a couple of cute videos of when Annabelle was learning to walk 🥹 Ignore the commentary 😆

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Hey y’all,
It’s been a minute. The last time I posted anything personal, I don’t even remember what was going on in my life 😅 I believe that the last time I REALLY wrote, it was after our first miscarriage. We had 2 more after that one, and it all just sort of broke my brain there for a minute. Anyway, since I shared all of that with y’all, I thought I should also share that we welcomed our sweet baby, Charlotte (Charli) Monroe in late April 🥹 She is precious in every way and makes the perfect lil Caboose for her 5 siblings 😆

That's the hope. That's the plan. I can't do it, but Jesus can!

Picture hand movements and things, because that kind of sounded like a Christian cheer 🤣