Mental Health: Let’s Talk About It (Series, Part 1)

All of a sudden, I became afraid to make the next move. All of a sudden, I became afraid to make the wrong move. I had these thoughts in my mind that said, “What if I am outside of God’s will if I apply to this job? What if I am outside of the will of God if I apply to that job? What if, what if, what if…”Have you been there? Do you struggle with excessive, compulsive thoughts that have no rhyme, reason or even logic to them?

The Process

Definition of process: a series of actions or steps taken in order to achieve a particular end. Yesterday at fellowship (our weekly spiritual gathering) my pastor asked what the definition of process was. It is discussed in our latest lesson and the first word that came to me was “stages”. “It’s developmental stages,” I said.… Continue reading The Process

These Things Take Time

As many of you know I finally have an open door in my career (hallelujiah). That open door did not look at ALL the way I expected it to and yet it still met so many desires of my heart! For years I wondered about my calling in business, particularly Accounting. My past is laced… Continue reading These Things Take Time

Thoughts of a 31 Year Old

It’s 6am and I was lying in my bed pondering and reflecting. That seems to be a natural state of being for me and I’m really grateful that is the case. I think we human beings are always receiving messages throughout the day and have little to no clue that our brains/emotions are working overtime… Continue reading Thoughts of a 31 Year Old

I Forgot to Worship

I was on the phone with a friend the other day and she shared about a conversation she had regarding her employment. One of the people she spoke with made a comment, “You should always work in a job you are passionate about”. This person worked in HR and probably believed she was giving wise… Continue reading I Forgot to Worship

Dusting Off The Passport

So this morning I did something I haven’t done in a long time.  I looked under my bed, dug out the box decorated in Paris, France symbols, and took out my passport.  The passport I purchased nearly 4 years ago that has been collecting dust under my bed. And I smiled. Because now I will… Continue reading Dusting Off The Passport