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I’m Trusting in Him

No amount of police shaming or race shaming is going to fix what is wrong with our world. Neither will stereotyping, race-baiting, or hashtagging. Truthfully, the color of a person's skin is the least of our worries. Sin doesn't care what color our skin is, it simply looks for a chink in our armor. We don't need other countries to destroy us, they just have to sit back and wait for us to destroy ourselves--to allow sin to destroy us, one choice at a time.

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Eviction: Comfort Zone!

An ideal day in my world very rarely includes anyone other than my husband and children. I've never been comfortable being in front of a group of people, or really putting myself out there, because 'out there' is a very judgmental place. Why then, do I hear the faint pounding on the door of my… Continue reading Eviction: Comfort Zone!

college, Crafting, debt, education, encouragement, Faith, Homeschooling, journalism, My Walk, Working

Changes in Life

Not long ago my husband and I contemplated purchasing a home, but as we began the process we quickly realized my student loans were going to be a huge (like $72,000 huge) hurdle. This led to our first aha moment. Even though this wasn't really a positive thing for us, and it was a huge disappointment, it came to be a huge blessing.

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What’s My Calling?

Recently I've been thinking about what I'm meant to do with my life. I'm almost finished with my journalism degree (finally!), but I don't know where I'm supposed to go from here. I've got massive student loan debt hanging over my head (and honestly, my husband's head since I stay home and teach our children and he goes to work every day, bending to the ever changing will of his employer--the USMC).