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365 Days Later...

"Five hundred twenty-five thousand, six hundred minutes Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear Five hundred twenty-five thousand, six hundred minutes How do you measure, measure a year?" How does one measure a year? Well, for me, a year ago I decided to step out of my comfort zone and write this very blog. I did not know what to expect. I did not know how it was going to be received. I did not even know if I would have something to write about every single week. But I did it. (Granted, I know that for the last half of the year I did not put anything out there, but I was still coming up with things!) I was consistent with something to the point where I had a specific seat in the house that all of my ideas would flow from, and I would sit there and write until it was ready to be posted. I could literally measure my state of mind depending on the blog I was writing and the message I needed for that week. It was very encouraging to receive so much love and support from...

Raindrops and Revelations

  I live in a part of the country where the weather is wildly unpredictable from fall to spring. Technically, it’s spring now, but it’s been cold with only fake sunshine peeking out. Just last weekend, we got a couple of inches of snow—which caught us all off guard because… it’s April?? Anyhoo, with this capricious weather come the rare days when it’s absolutely beautiful. On those days, I take full advantage and go for a long walk around my neighborhood. That’s where Tuesday found me. Before I headed out, the sun was shining brightly—beckoning me to join her, her rays whispering, “Come join me!” So I did. But as soon as I started walking, the sun disappeared. Still, I wasn’t about to let that stop me. I was determined to hit my 10,000-step goal. Somewhere around my fourth or fifth lap around the neighborhood (it usually takes about 8–10 laps to hit my goal), it started to drizzle. Now, I knew it was supposed to rain—but I assumed it would happen later in the afternoon, after my ...

If He wanted to, He would

I can already imagine the eye-rolls from some guys seeing this title and the emphatic nods from some ladies saying, “Yup.” But before you jump to conclusions, keep reading because I guarantee we are not thinking about the same thing. Yesterday, I was talking to my sister, when she said something that stuck out to me: “God is so funny because He could easily make this become this like that, but He didn't." It got me thinking. There are so many moments in our lives where God could do something instantly. If He wanted to, He would... right? I remember this one creator on TikTok who always came for people in 5 seconds without even saying hi. One that lives rent-free in my head is:  If you were really ready for what you’re asking God for, don’t you think He would’ve already given it to you? Whew. Clocked my tea. But that’s a genuine question. It made me reflect on how often we pray—sometimes even beg—for things. But in truth, many of us aren’t even preparing to receive them. We...

Amelia's Tumor

There’s an episode of Grey’s Anatomy (Season 14, Episode 2, to be exact) where Dr. Amelia Shepherd discovers she has a large tumor pressing on her frontal lobe during a routine scan. For those who may not know (or need a little refresher), the frontal lobe is the region of the brain responsible for executive functions such as planning, reasoning, problem-solving, decision-making, and emotional regulation. Amelia’s tumor had been growing for years, silently affecting her behavior and choices. I’m not going to lie to y’all—Amelia was doing a lot. In fact, she was introduced as Dr. Shepherd’s "crazy little sister." She made impulsive decisions, struggled with addiction, and was emotionally unstable. But once they found the tumor… everything began to make sense. At first, she tried to joke about it, but fear quickly set in. She realized she had become someone she wasn’t—not because she wanted to, but because of something she 1) literally had no idea existed and 2) couldn’t contr...

From the Archives: The Cost of Doubt

It’s crazy to think that I’ve been doing this blog for over a month now. Although I’ve only shared it with a small audience, I am incredibly grateful for the love and support I’ve received. As a special treat, I want to share some of my innermost thoughts—ones that have been collecting dust in my notes for years (with a few minor tweaks and updates). I think I might make this a subseries called From the Archives. When I wrote these pieces back then, they encouraged me, and even now, rereading them has brought a new level of encouragement. So, without further ado, I hope you enjoy the very first From the Archives entry!                                                                     ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Written  June 21, 2023) I remember back in undergrad when I was a Bio...