I am a Truth telling, boo-boo kissing, coffee drinking, lover of Jesus. I have a strong infatuation with musicals, Shakespeare and leopard print.
You will often find me with a re-heated coffee mug in one hand and loving on my people with the other. I spend most days hovering over a fierce five-year-old, chasing a wild eight-year-old and singing along with a precocious ten-year-old alongside my amazing husband. I call him, “Fly.”
I love to sing. I sing in cars and showers, in rocking chairs and big-kid beds. I sing at my kitchen sink and in my laundry room. I am not a professional, nor care to be one. Instead, I want to teach others to sing along with this God-song I am learning. For me, singing is a synonym for seeking. It is praying, asking, thanking, even resting. It is simply learning the tune of knowing Jesus and living in His presence. It is lifting my voice daily as I seek the One who gave me a something to sing about.
01| iced lattes slightly sweetened
02| strawberry season
03| learning to garden
04| these three
05| my Bible
06| this guy