Letting go is not my strong suit. I am sentimental. I am spaghetti. Everything relates back to each other. Once the milk is in the coffee, it can’t be separated and they have everything to do with each other. This year I have been stuck, mentally, in 1 Corinthians 13. Love. What is it? Why… Continue reading Coffee with Milk
The Lord has be speaking a very beautiful truth over my life this week of busyness. This what He says to me: Emma, You are not a body. You are not the clothes you miss so much. You are not the grades you get this semester. You are not your hair. You are not your… Continue reading Lock eyes with Jesus. And throw away the key.
I am here to talk about the comma between summer and school. This is my least favorite time of the year. I get anxious and bored. SO BORED. I love school and schedules and order and homework and new ideas and new learning. However, summer gets old to me really fast. My boyfriend and I… Continue reading Summer, School and that comma in between
Lately I have been reminded by my mentors and friends that God is good all the time. In that I realized what that really means. We say all the time God is good and God is good all the time. It is a sweet encouragement that has been used to an almost point where it… Continue reading God is good all the time.