I had every word of that play memorized, but I was too scared to trust myself.

Today’s post is a huge shout-out to those overcomers. 

The strange thing was that even though Kevin hadn’t changed, Kevin had changed.  Our teacher decided he was one of us and he just became one of us.  She included him so we included him. 

Her perception, her reality, was the lie in her head and not at all the truth. 

I know God can use people in my life to teach me more about who He is and what’s He’s like.  But if I am seeking affirmation from those people in place of reminding myself about God’s truth, I’ll find myself trying to fill egg spots with pencils.

Much like the main character in any story, whatever we do consistently over time develops our character. 

It didn’t matter what type of floor we put him on or how much of a push he was given, Scooch only went around and around and never moved forward.

No amount of preparation or hustling can fast forward this current season.

Even just one of those super chill self-care items leaves me totally lacking motivation and struggling to reengage with my life.  They aren’t the most helpful type of self-care days for me.

I have often made the mistake of chasing after “different” just for the sake of uniqueness, just because I felt like that’s what I was supposed to do.

We read things like “find your tribe” or “better together” and we get all inspired to find that band of brothers or that squad who can meet our needs for friendship, fun, and connection.  But those memes don’t ever come with instructions on how.