just looking for the sun, even in the rain

life lessons with your fav hot mess

What is going on? I have tried to write so many times in the last few months, and
I finish a post, but then I just delete it or save it because it’s not what I want to say. But I’m ready to talk. I wanna talk about life and what I have learned in 24 years. You know, I never sit down and write and out in an outline, so it’s not messy.
So here it is in all of it’s glory, my messy thoughts.


It’s been a wild ride for me. Like scariest roller coaster ever without a seat belt wild. I spent a lot of my life being angry, I have spent most of my life holding onto things because I didn’t know how to give them away. It comes with forgiving myself as well as others.

Life can change in the blink of an eye. And you never know when your last time of anything will be.

I spent 3 years going back and forth between forgiving my ex husband and myself, but then being angry again. I spent 3 years missing our friendship, but not liking who he turned into and also trying to forget I was ever married. Then this past year, Ron got sick. This past week, Ron passed away. And I am filled with so much regret and guilt because I never got to tell him how I felt, aside for anger. I never got to tell him that even though I didn’t love him in the way I used to, I still cared for him and wished him the absolute best. I still wished he could have a son and coach his football team. I still wished he could be a physicians assistant. I still wished for him to have all of the good things in life because the love you share with people never really goes away.

Meredith Grey says it best… “Cause you never think the last time is going to be the last time – you think there will be more. You think you ave forever, but you don’t.” You never know what the next second will be. I was on my way home from work to shower and sleep to go back to work and I wrecked my car. 3 years later, I’m still not back to who I used to be physically.

What I have learned in the last 24 years is this:

Forgive deeply.

Love Deeper.

Laugh a lot.

Cry a lot.

Love what you have and be thankful for what you had.

Tell people you love them a lot.

Tell them when you’re angry and fix things.

Smile on the sunshine days, and dance on the rainy days.

Look to God when you’re living your very best, but also when you can’t breathe and you’re drowning.

Believe in second chances and love.

Do the things you’re scared to do.

Be friends with people who are the complete opposite of you (trust me on that one)

And most importantly, when you fail, because you will, just stand back up. You are not defined by the success or failures of your life, you’re defined by God. And He calls you worthy. smart. beautiful. loved.



Prince of Peace

Merry Christmas! What a time of the year. I notice that there is so much joy and sorrow. I feel it on my family from all sides, both moms and my dads.

You see, the holidays are meant for family. And sometimes not all of the family is there. And I think that’s what weighs a lot of people down. I know it does for me. When my birth mom died, I felt it. It was different. There wasn’t a party with my grandparents, siblings, uncle, and honorary uncles. It all ended when my mom took her last breath. But I had my daddy. And that was always consistent. It was always my daddy, my twin and I. But then my dad passed away. When he died, I never wanted to celebrate Christmas or Thanksgiving ever again. I was sad and mean every year. When I got married, I started to find the joy in that again. After my divorce I felt myself getting to the point where I hated it again. But I said NO MORE! I knew that God was still good even when my life wasn’t. I knew He was still for me.

Then the year after my divorce, my brother died. And the holidays haven’t been the same since. My birthday is 11 days before Christmas. There was no 3 am “happy birthday” song voice mail. My mom, my sister, and my nieces and nephews were so heavy. This year it’s still heavy. My gramma is missing my birth mom. Things are just sad.

I was thinking this week about the sadness. But God reminded me that there is still joy and reasons to smile. It doesn’t take a way to things that hurt, but it should be remembered. The smiles and the love. It’s still good. The snow is still beautiful. The memories cannot be taken away, and those are still good. The new family coming together with the old is wonderful.

Christmas is about celebrating Jesus’ birth. Regardless of religious scrooges, it is the time we set aside to sing Him happy birthday. When Jesus came into this world He brought with Him peace, hope, redemption, restoration, forgiveness. In Isaiah 9:6-7 it says “For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Of the greatness of His government and peace there will be no end.” What a verse!

That verse to me is what I am holding onto this season. It is what I pray over my friends and family, and it’s what I hope for you to remember. Jesus is the Prince of Peace beyond all understanding and there is no end to that supernatural peace. Jesus was born FOR us. And He is still for us to this day. He listens to us when we are broken hearted and if we allow it, He will give us peace in our pain.


I am praying for those of you that are feeling how my own family is feeling. I am praying for those who are missing people. I know this time of year makes it sting extra, but I truly believe that God will bring you comfort (how cool is He? Working for US on HIS birthday). I am praying for joy, peace, and hope this holiday season for you.


Merry Christmas from my home to yours! And happy birthday, to the best thing the world ever received, Jesus the Messiah.

changes and chances

Hello, beautiful humans! How was your summer? I’m hoping good! We had some beautiful days, an eclipse, and some stormy days. Is there anything new going on in your life? Because there is in mine. Endings and beginnings. Death and life. Changes and chances. I think that’s what I wanna talk about today is the changes and chances in certain seasons of our life.

Changes are H A R D. Even small, good changes. Like when you get a new pair of glasses, you are going to have a head ache while your eyes and brain adjust to the script and the new frame shape. You need your script to be updated so you can see, but the update is a little uncomfortable.

Recently, I had to make the choice between staying a youth leader at Bethesda and becoming the head of youth ministries at The City Church. Both had pros and cons. I was torn. I had to really press into God and trust that I could hear Him correctly. I ultimately decided that it was time for me to move to a new opportunity.

That brought good and sad things. Like glasses, I needed an updated perspective. I needed my life to be where God needed it to be. So when I finally made the choice that meant I had to say goodbye to the kids that have filled my heart with such love for 6 years now. That hurt my heart. Just like new glasses hurt your eyes. Just because there is a little pain in moving on, doesn’t mean it’s not right.

Jesus’ life is PRIME example of this. We have a man that is also God, that was also responsible for saving the entire human race. Not one thought He had, not one breath, not one step Jesus took was wrong. But He knew pain. He knew rejection. Jesus knew the discomfort in His current season would be a small speck on His many, many season to come. We needed the change and chance Jesus brought. And we need the changes and chances God offers to us.

If you choose to look at everything through a positive mind set it can change your entire life. Yesterday I visited Living Rock Church and Pastor James had a GOOD word based off of Psalm 100. If you’re thankful to God through everything the blessings will pour out.

So choose to be thankful for the changes and the chances. Be thankful for friends you have now and friends you only had for a season. Be thankful for family. Be thankful for storms. Be thankful for restoration. Be thankful that we don’t go through things in vain.


Psalm 100:1-5

Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth. Worship the Lord with gladness; come before Him with joyful songs. Know that the Lord is God. It is He who mad us, and we are His; we are His people, the sheep of His pasture. Enter His gates with thanksgiving and His courts with praise; give thanks to Him and praise His name. For the Lord is good and His love endures forever; His faithfulness continues through all generations.

before you erase yourself

This past week, the world got the heavy news that Chester Bennington died. Most of the millennial generation has related to at least one Linkin Park song, even if it was just the collab with Jay-Z. It was almost like the shot heard around the world. Celebrities and common folk around the world felt the world lose this soul. It got my heart starting to think about what leads someone to make the choice to end it. It’s a hard topic for me to talk about because I have struggled with suicidal thoughts since I was a young child. But I think it needs to be talked about. Mental illness is a silent killer, like Carbon Monoxide. It kills you before you realize what is actually poisoning you.

Last year for World Suicide prevention week, I was journaling about why I kept living, even when I felt I couldn’t possibly go on. I ended up writing about all of the reasons I wanted to leave, but still decided somehow to talk myself out of it. I needed something to hear my pain. I needed to stop ignoring the parts of my story that I hide.  Mental illness and past abuse shapes a human. Both things are taboo to talk about. But why? Why should people have to struggle silently because it makes others uncomfortable? The abuse was not any form of comfortable but society still shames people who speak up after being abused. Having a chemical imbalance or different personalities (most likely from your brain coping with abuse) isn’t comfortable. But society still makes people feel like they can’t reach out. I say that to say this: The jokes about Chester Bennington are not funny. They are heartless, thoughtless, and the exact reason what happened to  Chester is happening at an alarming rate.

I’m not going to come at you with stats because, honestly, my heart is broken. Chester was abused as a kid. He struggled with addiction. He was lost. It breaks my heart because I wish there was someone speaking life into his broken places. Abuse and addiction is something that my family carries on their crests. They only know that. It has shaped generations. How many others of you are in that boat?  Are you so numb that you wish to erase yourself completely? What gets you there? I know what got me there. For years I kept those skeletons a secret. I pushed them down and “kept going”.  Eventually they pile up and weigh you down. Nobody spoke life into my dead places until my teenage years, and at that point I was convinced God loved every single human that ever lived, except Marissa Kay Hall-Burkhart.

Can I speak life into you? Can I tell you how LOVELY you are? Can I tell you that the world NEEDS you? Can I tell you that you are LOVED? Because you are LOVELY, the world NEEDS you, every part of you, and most importantly you are LOVED. Dearly loved by so many. Including God.

I believe that the bible is the living word, I believe I find my worth and identity in a beautiful God. When I found Him, I slowly started understanding that my story meant something. I started learning that it didn’t matter what anyone else said, I had worth. No words spoke over me had power. No matter how many times I got ignored, what happened to me still happened. And even though it happened, I was still going to be okay. There is still good all around me.

Suicide may seem like a good idea. Trust me, I know. But it isn’t. You can over come what has happened to you. You can change the course. It’s okay to work to get to better.

So if you need therapy, schedule that session. If you need medicine, fill that bottle. If you need prayer, reach out. Take care of yourself. Your heart, your mind, your body, your spirit, your soul. Overcome this. You are never alone in your struggles.

You are so loved and so needed. Please stay.

bring to life these…dry bones?

Hello, beautiful human! I hope this finds you well. If you’re not well, I hope this finds you and wellness.

This week has been so difficult for me. I have a decision to make and it’s breaking my heart. So on Wednesday I had some really long, good, deep talks with people that have poured into me. Also on Wednesday was Exodus. We worshipped in the beginning, as always. And God was POURING into me. The harder I sang, the more He said. It has been on my heart for a couple of days, and it’s too long to be a facebook post, so here we go!


For me I always associate God with bringing the literal dead to life. You know Lazarus, Jesus, ect. But God pointed out something that was so obvious, I have no clue why it was profound.. In Ezekiel 37 it  talks about how the Lord brought to life literal dry bones. But literal life IS NOT all that God can and will restore. He will bring to life the dry bones of situations, finances, health, family, friendship. You see God can make ANYTHING dead, alive. Nothing is impossible for Him.

I mean seriously, look at the story of Noah. Man kind was on its way out the door straight to an inferno. But God provided the world with Noah. He was by no means perfect but he did as the Lord told him. God brought the drying out bones of man kind back to life. We never really have treated our bones well, but that’s a different message.

What about the story of Jonah? Lord have mercy that man was CRAZY. He straight ran from the call of God and got eaten by a big fish. Only to repent, be spit up, and go and do what God called him to do. God brought Jonah back to a safe life after he faced impending doom. God also brought Ninevah’s dry bones to life. He gave them one more chance, through Jonah, to get their act together.

What about ALL of the judges. Look, humans suck at this whole “doing what we are told for our own good” thing. The Israelites went around and around with God. It was a never ending cycle. Sin, crying for help, God sending a judge, being better, back into sin. Every time they were defeated God faithfully gave them a way to bring life to their situation.

Let’s get SUPER Christian. Look at the story of Jesus. Man kind could not communicate with God. We could not be with Him. We had to sacrifice clean animals. Our situation was the very definition of “dry bones”. We were on the Titanic. The Devil was Rose and we were Jack. The devil thought he had won so he stayed on the door while he thought we would freeze to death. But jokes on him… In THIS version, someone tells Jack there is enough room for him and he lives. Shout out to that person for saving that hot man! Haha. But seriously, Jesus walked up and said “Nah, fam. I’m giving you eternal life. Just trust me and get on that dang door!” (obviously Jesus fooooor sure said this 😉 ). Seriously though, Jesus is the breath of life in everything.

How many times have we felt our situations looked exactly like death. Have we lost our jobs? Has our marriage fallen apart? Has your doctor told you that you have cancer? Have you and your very best friend not been getting along? Have you been in a crazy car accident that flipped your world upside down? Has someone left this world and that left your heart broken and dying? Girl, me too. But the Bible is full of testimonies of situations changing. People getting healed  like the beggar at the well -Acts 3:1-10. Finances arising like the widow that was losing her sons over debt suddenly could pay off all of the debt -2 Kings 4:1-7. Marriages being saved like when Joseph chose to stay with Mary in Matthew. How many lepers were healed in the bible? COUNTLESS. Relationship falling apart? Look at how Joseph and his brothers relationship got better when they were adults in Genesis 50:15-21. How about someone’s death breaking your heart and slowly killing it? Look at how Mary felt while she watched Jesus be beaten and killed. She kept that still voice in her heart alive, and HE ROSE AGAIN!


I’m not saying that your life is going to be butterflies, because it’s not. We sin and we face consequences for that. I am saying that nothing is too far gone as long as you have God. Luke 1:37 tells us “For nothing will be impossible with God”.

I am praying for all of those dead situations tonight. I am praying for life, peace, and restoration. You are not alone in the valley of the dry bones. God will call to life your situations if you give it all to Him.

Parking Lots

I grew up going to UAW activities held in parking lots. My daddy was a committee man for the Willow Run GM plant. His local was 735 and my dad was a loved man there. Everyone knew us. There were car shows. There were carnivals. I remember my twin and I in double strollers and there were colors and music everywhere. Man. I loved my dads local and I loved my dads job. One time we got to ride around the safe part of the plant in a golf cart, I was wearing lacey white socks and I cut the back of my leg. I didn’t want to tell my dad because I didn’t want to get off the cart. What memories. I cherish those moments in those parking lots.

Today, that factory is shut down. The local has moved, I’m not even sure it is still running. Those parking lots are empty.  There isn’t anymore carnival with bounce houses. There isn’t anymore race cars with the TIDE logo on the side. That makes me so sad. It took me a few years to even realize the plant closed. I just never drove past it. Then one day I started taking that way and I saw it.

The once paved parking lot that was useful for so many things like parking for work, car shows, and bounce houses, now sits chained up, abandoned, a memory of what was.

I was driving along today thinking about how sad it made me. I kinda related to that parking lot, as silly as that sounds. I used to feel so useful, so helpful, so colorful, and thriving. Then life took over. My economy tanked and all of those good qualities left me, it felt like. Nobody came around anymore. Nobody needed the goods and services I had inside of me. Its in those moments I battle with the “am I really doing any good by being here? Is my life really that valuable?” and it’s in those moments I tell myself no. I’m not doing any good, and it’s not valuable. I’m not the only one that feels like an abandoned parking lot, am I? Is this setting with you right now? Are you saying “FINALLY! Someone gets it!”. Well, you’re not alone.

Like most people, I suffer alone. I don’t talk about the thoughts that truly kept me up at night. But God had been desperately trying to call me. I had been feeling so useless, I wasn’t listening to the one that calls me “useful”.

The verse I was thinking of when I saw the plant today was Ezekiel 36:26, to be fair, I think God gave it to me because I haven’t read that book in a while. This verse is all about God’s desire for our lives. It says “I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you; I will remove from you your heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh”. God’s desire isn’t for us to be an abandoned parking lot. God’s desire for us is to be an out pouring of love and joy. Figuratively, He desires us to be the car show and the bounce houses and the double strollers riding through sounds of laughter and music.

WE sell our factories and put up a vacant sign. We stop reading our word and we stop living as God calls us to. In Deuteronomy 30:3-9 it tells us of all the promises that come from God. All of the restoration. It tells us of the heart changes in your life. It says “God will start enjoying you again, making things go well for you”. That doesn’t come for free, In verse 10 it says we must obey God, we must give God our entire heart, mind, and soul. Holding nothing back. Notice it says ENTIRE and to hold NOTHING back. That means those thoughts that creep up and separate us from God’s will and perfect love. Because what God can do with those negative thoughts is astounding. He uses them as payment for that parking lot. He takes the bad thoughts and paves over the cracks in the parking lot.

When we walk in the perfect will of God, even in our imperfectness, things change. Tough times come, but they don’t take you out. The weather comes in like a hurricane, but the weather waters the trees and the grass. God keeps our parking lots unbroken. When we walk with Him the bad doesn’t sting. The storms can be good. God is so wonderful, that even when we mess up, all we have to do is to call upon His name and He beings the hard work. He gets out the cement, puts on his coveralls, gets down on His knees and HE works for you. The king of kings does LABOR on your behalf.

I know my visuals are far fetched, but Jensen Franklin uses a pizza box.

Praying for anyone tonight that feels like the Willow Run GM plant. Your good days are not in the past. Your life isn’t abandoned or closed up. God is ready to work for you. You are bounce houses and double strollers. You are car shows and music. You can radiate life and joy. Your best days are yet to come.


Ezekiel 36:26-29 – 26 I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you; I will remove from you your heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh. 27 And I will put my Spirit in you and move you to follow my decrees and be careful to keep my laws. 28 Then you will live in the land I gave your ancestors; you will be my people, and I will be your God. 29 I will save you from all your uncleanness. I will call for the grain and make it plentiful and will not bring famine upon you.

Deuteronomy 30:3-10 MSG – 3 God, your God, will restore everything you lost; he’ll have compassion on you; he’ll come back and pick up the pieces from all the places where you were scattered. 4 No matter how far away you end up, God, your God, will get you out of there 5 and bring you back to the land your ancestors once possessed. It will be yours again. He will give you a good life and make you more numerous than your ancestors. 6 God, your God, will cut away the thick calluses on your heart and your children’s hearts, freeing you to love God, your God, with your whole heart and soul and live, really live. 7 God, your God, will put all these curses on your enemies who hated you and were out to get you. 8 And you will make a new start, listening obediently to God, keeping all his commandments that I’m commanding you today. 9 God, your God, will outdo himself in making things go well for you: you’ll have babies, get calves, grow crops, and enjoy an all-around good life. Yes, God will start enjoying you again, making things go well for you just as he enjoyed doing it for your ancestors. 10 But only if you listen obediently to God, your God, and keep the commandments and regulations written in this Book of Revelation. Nothing halfhearted here; you must return to God, your God, totally, heart and soul, holding nothing back.


“ugh. ugly. retake that! delete that!”

Alright, I’m not one that LOVES fluffy Christian stuff. Because the Bible is anything but cute and cuddly. Souls are at stake here. But I want to pause on that and talk about something I see as a youth leader, and as a girl in the world. That is self image.

I have teenagers and friends that are so harsh on themselves(I should probably note I also am very hard on Marissa). Every out of place hair, every pore, every extra pound; they all seem to take away a little bit of our confidence one by one. Then one day you hate every picture you’re in. You have to approve tags on facebook so that your crush doesn’t see the bad pictures your mom got of you on Christmas. You won’t take a picture without a filter. I know all the things in this book, the book of self hate, because sometimes I think I wrote it. But am I really the only one? I don’t think so, and God has put that on my heart ever since my divorce. So I’m going to tackle this today. Have a seat, grab a snack, and really take in what I have to say, please.

Here is the thing, God made us in HIS image. A perfect, beautiful, whole image. But mankind experienced a fall. We weren’t able to communicate with God, sickness, death, crime, and poverty plagued us. I firmly believe that the devil has taken full advantage of this fall. Starting with our looks. If we hate ourselves, we hate what God created. Guys, God created us exactly as we are. He knew our height, our weight, our chubby cheeks, our silly teeth, our pores. He was still pleased with what He created. In Ephesians 2 it says that we are God’s workmanship. I’m really tired of differences being made to be ugly. God put His work into each of us. Stop letting society tell you what you are and let God. You are beautiful, you are called to glorious things, there is NO ONE God can ask to do your job but YOU. The world would be dull without messy hair, pimples, big butts, skinny hips, black skin, white skin, puffy red skin. I don’t want to be in a world where everything is perfect. To me, its such a brighter place with everyone’s flaws and perfections.

Another big thing that relates to this is people defining people by their mistakes. People defining themselves by their own mistakes and short comings. Again, I’m a huge offender. I’ve always been honest with my struggles, and what God talks to me about. So here is the thing: You are not defined not by your mistakes, but how you handle the mistakes. We are fallen people. We are not perfect. We have pasts that try to keep us tangled up. We have urges that we can’t seem to control sometimes. But God has called us out of our dark, messy times with the birth, death, and resurrection of His only Begotten Son; Jesus. Romans 6:6 says that our old self died with Christ. Ephesians 5:8 tells me I was in darkness, but now I am in light. I’m not saying to do anything you please, because that is false teaching. I’m telling you to give yourself grace when you fail. Sit down, rearrange your game plan, ask for forgiveness, then go forth knowing you are forgiven and whatever you did is as far as the east is from the west. God knows your heart. He knows when you’re truly repentful, when you truly are struggling.

I guess what I’m saying is take that silly selfie, if your crush doesn’t like you being silly, they don’t deserve you at your fleekiest. Approve those family photos, those are good memories. Love yourself because you deserve self love. Get back up when you trip because it was only a trip, it wasn’t the end of the sidewalk. Above all else believe that God made you and that God makes good things. Believe that grace and mercy will sustain you. Believe people when they tell you you’re awesome. Believe them when they tell you that you’re beautiful.


If you’re struggling today with how you feel about yourself, I am praying for you. and I think you’re great.


Who I wanna be.

The last 2 years I have spent in the  fire. While in the fire, I have been thinking about the person I want to be.. Deeper than being a pastor, deeper than being a wife and mother. I have been think about how I want to react. How I want to minister. How I want to carry myself.

I think these thoughts come along for everyone, no matter who they are. Eventually you reach the age where you are too old to not care about it, but too young to actually know. It’s a weird phase, and my weird phase has come with lots of trail. Here is what I have concluded…


I want to be the woman that reacts in grace and mercy. When my husband had other women he wanted, I reacted opposite of that. I was angry and I was bitter. Almost 2 years later, and I realize that. I’m sorry for that. I came out of that fire smelling like smoke. Even though I smelled of the battle I was in, I came out refined. I came out knowing unconditional love. I am able to offer that now. I also learned you can be disappointed in someone but still love them the exact same and still think the same about them. Regardless of what action they may have made.

I want to be a woman that people can come to. I want to be the person that they know will show love. No matter the situation, I want to be able to love fiercely, just as Jesus did.

I want to be an honest woman, not a blunt woman. I want to speak with an honest and loving tone. I want to always tell the truth, but never with the intention to hurt someone. My tongue is a weapon, and I want to use it better.

I want to be a humble woman. I am doing very well in life right now, not in every way, but in a lot of ways. I am like an arrow that just got shot from a bow. But I want to remember that at one point, I was being held back, I was facing resistance, I was in bondage. I never want to go back there, but I never want to forget that. That is a part of my story that will help the most.

I want to minister like Paul in 1 Corinthians 9:19-23. Paul got down on other peoples level to make Jesus relatable and real for them. I want to face any human, any crowd and be able to bring them to the cross. Bring them to a moment where God will do the most significant work in their hearts.

I want to forgive as quick and as fast as God. I am human and I will hurt. But I want to not act in that hurt. I want to act in love.

I want to be a good leader, but I also want to be a good server. A good armor bearer.


I want to be all of these good things because I have seen many people in my life act gracefully, love relentlessly, humble themselves when they are wrong, forgive quickly, and serve endlessly. I am thankful for those people. I am thankful for God. I am thankful that I am coming out of the fire like Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego; not burned but better. Not burned but favored. Not bitter but triumphant.



What kind of person do you want to be? What has God called you to be?

praying for every single one of my readers right now ❤

Welcome to Midnight (sorry, TWLOHA… I’m using your idea)

15781108_10212081240892082_3222898497835512582_nI think I might be in love with New Years. All of the possibilities. All the newness. It brings hope. The New Year hasn’t been touched by anything yet. Nothing good, nothing bad; a blank canvas that you can choose what direction to go with, what colors to paint it with.

Here’s the thing, everyone is going to say “it’s just a day” or “you’ll still be the same person”. But here is the thing… IT IS NOT JUST A DAY, and YOU CAN BE A DIFFERENT PERSON.

It is a day that is presented by a renewing spirit. The past year or two could have been the worst years of your life… But you decide to take a leap and change for the better.. “In 2017 I will look at everything through the color yellow. Bright and sunny. Even on the stormy days, I will dance in the storm because I WILL BE bright and sunny”. Okay, yes you can make that decision at any point in the year. But what if the year has been nothing but heart break. What if you just need the hope of something new to ignite a change of heart?

YOU TAKE THAT CHANCE! BE BRIGHT AND SUNNY! Because, yes, happiness is an emotion and verb, but it is also always a choice. Make a New Years goal that will really better you, really be something you stick with. Not just a trip to the gym. Make a lifestyle change.


As we count down the seconds until January 1st, 2017 I will put a goal with each of the last five seconds

FIVE: continue to get help for the mental illnesses I have so long ignored

FOUR: stay in ministry school!!

THREE: love closer to how Jesus loved. That means putting aside my pride

TWO: to dance in the storms of 2017, knowing God has got my back through them all

ONE: to surround myself with people that do not tear me down, and see my heart

MIDNIGHT: Smile more, cry less, love harder, heal, serve better.


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