Chaos. Striving. Rushing. Busy-ness. Did I do enough today? Did I show up well enough for my people? Am I enough? For the love, can I just have some peace, please? I’ve identified in the past with performance issues. I thought I had to earn my way to all the “enoughs”. If I work hard enough, then I’ll make enough money, and look successful enough to make me feel like enough. It was just a cycle that, well, was never enough. The Ugly Truth I remember many tears being shed because in my pursuit of achieving all the things I thought would bring me peace. I often felt like I…

Caucasian. Hispanic. African-American. Asian. Other ________________. Other? (insert confused emoji face here) Confession: I am 33 years old and, to this day, I wonder if I fill this box in correctly. I was born in the United States. I only speak English, though I like to think my Spanish vocabulary is decent. My mom has blonde hair and blue eyes and grew up in the South. But fun fact: my dad is actually from Lebanon. Dear fellow Tennessee friends, I’m talking about the country, not the home of the outlet mall. Can you tell I get this a lot? I honestly wonder when I circle in that “Caucasian” bubble, if…

Have you ever felt like you belong to People Pleaser’s Anonymous? Stressing more than you should over the opinions of others? This has been something I have wrestled with for as long as I can remember. As I grow older, and I’d like to think a bit wiser, I am learning this exhausting habit does not serve anyone well. Myself included. God, give me tunnel vision This is a prayer thought that came to mind after a recent moment of public parenting. I took my littles to an indoor trampoline park that ended in some pretty ugly tantrums. Let me add, being kicked by one of my own as we…

January 1, 2015: Start Bible in a Year plan on my phone. Read Genesis 1-3. Fall off the wagon before Leviticus. January 1, 2016: Let’s try this again. I’m more hungry now. I’m ready to see what really happens in the Bible. Somewhere around March 2, my app is filled with empty circles. January 2017: Same Story. Different Day. Or Year, rather. January 2018: I’ll give you one guess. All of this led to beating myself up for not being able to commit to just 2-3 chapters a day. To grow in my faith, at that. Current Year. January 2019: New Planner. “Goals” section in front. One of which includes:…