He is faithful.

The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me, because the LORD has anointed me to proclaim good news to the poor. He has sent me to bind up the broken-hearted, to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoner. Isaiah 61:1. I have officially adopted this as my new life verse. I believe this scripture literally nails everything we, as children of God should be about as we journey through this life that we have been so graciously given. If only I could walk out the truth and power that this verse promises. I have seen, typed, edited with this verse a lot today, it being a major focal point on a project I am working on. Pictures and details to come. Once it is complete and I am faced with it on a daily basis- perhaps the reality of it will continue to sink in. That is my hope. And fear to be honest.


This week has been dreary. Both figuratively and literally. The weather has seemed to match my mood and circumstances. Thunder storms with several inches of rain one minute, and the next moment brings sunshine and sneak peaks of spring temperatures. Very similarly, my life seems to be up and down. And I'm not even P.M.S.'ing! You would think after 24 years of "life experience" I would learn that circumstances do not (or should not) control my joy, however this continues to be a raging internal battle that I cannot seem to get victory over. I am so blessed to have a husband by my side that keeps me sane, reminding me of the many things I have to be thankful for and how we always make it. We can always, always find something to be thankful for. I don't even have to put much effort into listing a handful of people (i.e. my crazy family & wonderful friends), memorable events & triumphs (like getting through nursing school), and random objects (such has my warm bed, my camera, & my favorite pair of jeans). So when life is full of uncertainty, anxiety, stress, fear of the unknown, etc....I really need to get hold of the importance of focusing on what I do know- that God has always been and will always be faithful.  And that is one thing I can forever count on. 

It happened.

I can’t believe it has happened. I have succumbed to the blogger’s world. Actually I’m surprised I held out this long. For as long as I can remember, writing has been one of the few ways I am able to express my true thoughts and feelings. Whether with the old fashioned pen and paper of my leather bound journal or with the sleek back-lit keys of my MacBook- I become vulnerable. In the last year I have begun to follow a few blogs myself and it has been a surprisingly huge blessing in disguise. I used to make fun of bloggers to be quite honest. Sharing life with the entire cyber universe seemed pretty ridiculous at the time. However, quite often do I have the privilege of sitting down at my desk and read about the lives of those who chose to put themselves out there. I have found myself in tears as I relate to so many of their stories, fears, failures, realizations, excitement, laughter, and the list goes on. It has truly been encouraging to say the least. I suppose that is why I decided to begin my own blog. Because I realized that perhaps by sharing my life experiences, failures and hopefully triumphs- I will in turn, up-lift someone else. So hello world- be good to me!