They Call Me Blondie

"Define yourself as ONE Beloved by God - THIS is the TRUE SELF.  Every Other Identity is an illusion"  I've come to a place where I know who I am...What a sweet place to be!  No I haven't arrived, but there's so many things that play into this: my identity is not based off another  man's thoughts about me; how well I perform, how thin or pretty I am; how well educated I portray myself to be; how popular or not; trendy or stylish; strong; meek; rich; outgoing; humble; even grateful....  As a daughter, a friend, a girlfriend, a colleague or an employee, my worth has been established by one who thinks I am royalty!  The best part?! It's not based off any of the things I can achieve and I've already been declared set apart and worthy of value and love!  The even greater part? You are too!!  Living in an illusion of self is the lie we have to battle on a daily basis....  When you know you are truly HIS BELOVED  it becomes the o

Were Harry and Sally wrong?  If you're over the age of 26 most of you have probably seen "When Harry Met Sally", a popular 80s movie about friends becoming lovers, then back to friends, then ultimately ending up together.  The funny part about the movie is the commentators and camera "confessionals" where Harry and Sally talk about how they can, or CANT, have friends of the opposite sex because sex always gets in the way. Well, in some subcultures, esp once married, its almost as if having opposite-sex friendships is taboo. This makes me sad.  Thankfully I have friends ok with going against the religious cultural 'norm', but then again, I have always been a rebel.  I'd like to think Jesus was a rebel too. Afterall, didn't he hang out with prostitutes? And his guy friends weren't exactly class president.  So while I may appear a bit "rebel-ish" I don't want you to mistake this for being ok with going against values and standa

A thousand directions my mind; spinning.   I reach and try to grasp the thoughts as they leave me,  they escape the canvass of my mind just as quickly as I try to unpack them.   Another thought.  "stay focused…Lets dig deeper"  I think to myself as I search for the address of the organization that's doing awesome things;  I rack my brain as it consumed me just 24hours ago.   Ah yes, they were changing lives, and here's a perfect opportunity to use my gifts;  THIS is what I've been waiting for , and my dreams begin to take flight.   " Who am I kidding, they don't need me. "  - the lies start to creep in, and enveloped in the depth of my own struggle, the easy thing would be to turn to facebook or scroll instagram as somehow we're convinced its soothing.   <<<<SIGH>>>  What it would be like to sit still for longer than 24hours without a dream coming to mind!??! A desire to want to see change, a hope stirred