I celebrated my first year of marriage last weekend at a baseball game in San Francisco, and afterwards we splurged on some of the most amazing carbs I have ever consumed (praise the Lord for Italian food)! As we sat and had a glass of wine over our eggplant parmigiana (insert Italian accent), I reflected … Continue reading My First 365 Days of Being A Wife
As some of you know, I have started an internship with A21 recently, and man what a wild ride these last few weeks have been. During orientation, we gathered around and shared our journey to this point in our life; how Christ brought us strategically to A21. I sat in a circle of seventeen women, from the … Continue reading With Palms Open Wide
It is truly a beautiful struggle, being saved from the darkness in this world. I am redeemed from my sins, I am forgiven for the mistakes I have made, I am a new creation in Christ, and I am guaranteed a spot up above in the good ol' throne room. These things are worthy of … Continue reading Hitting Home
Growing up around Christians, in the church, and/or in a Christian home, you often hear mothers tell their daughters: "I really admire Susan and how she handles her children. Her daughters are so well rounded and well behaved." "You know that you can't date until you are 18, so no hanging out with boys, no … Continue reading Where Are We Going Wrong?
I find myself in a constant battle. I often times hear myself say, if I was just left in the life I was living I wouldn’t have to feel how I am feeling now, I wouldn’t have the eye’s to see the damage and pain in my family. I feel so helpless about it all. … Continue reading The Past And It’s Root’s
I am sure that everyone can attest to this feeling, no matter your race, culture, or background. We all have a place that is home for us, whether that be a face, a pair of arms that hold us, a building, or a place in nature - we all long for it. My home is … Continue reading The Feeling of Home
I grew up with five older brothers. Skater's, hard worker's, over protective, and all of them possessed that mean older brother trait, the one that they must have simply because they were the "older brother". My childhood was either spent sitting at the skatepark watching my brother's skateboard until sundown, or at my grandmother's house … Continue reading I’m getting married.