I’m short on words this week, but I pray this picture will be worth an eternity of them for you. Enjoy the power of His resurrection this Easter weekend!
I’m a mama. A lot of a days I’m a mess of a mama. I’m a daughter. Kind of messy there too. But I have a Heavenly Father who thinks that I’m to die for. I’m a wife. Married to my best-friend and my 6th grade crush. I saved him for last, though most days he puts me first. I’m one blessed mess.
I like to write. Why do I write? Kind of hard to say, but I’ll go straight from the hard part and hit straight to the heart part. It’s about that daughter part. What this daughter misses most about her mama are the encouraging words. So I’m just here leaving a legacy of love and words to mine. For them, for me, and for anyone else who could use the same. Sitting at the well. As I simply write out life and fight out fears in the light of His Word.
I like to write. Why do I write? Kind of hard to say, but I’ll go straight from the hard part and hit straight to the heart part. It’s about that daughter part. What this daughter misses most about her mama are the encouraging words. So I’m just here leaving a legacy of love and words to mine. For them, for me, and for anyone else who could use the same. Sitting at the well. As I simply write out life and fight out fears in the light of His Word.
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