“I’m giving you permission to not quit.” I could barely read those words as I tried blinking a hundred times to rid my eyes of the tears that quickly filled them. How did she know? Did she hear my prayer just 5 hours earlier when I yelled out in my car, “I quit!” Surely she couldn’t … Continue reading Quitting

being brave

It’s 7:03am and it’s my day off. My precious little Izzy is snuggled in bed with me as I begin my morning with some quiet time. This is my favorite part about Friday mornings. It’s a guarantee that I will hear little feet running through the house to my room. She is faithful every week- and … Continue reading being brave