This is a window into my journey.  A chance for you to peek in and see what's going on in my heart and mind.

The coming years hold much change in store for my little family.  I look forward to reading these posts in years to come, to see what God has done, what He's brought me through and taught me along the way.  I'm a brutally honest person, rather opinionated, yet I believe even I can be molded and used by God.

A little background.  I was born in the Southeast and home schooled all 13 years.  Then I went to college.

And I changed.

You can't take the South out of the girl.  You can't take the home school out of the girl.  But you can add layers.  You can fill in holes.  And that's precisely what college did.  I am not the same girl I was at 18 when I left home.  Some things I wish I'd handled differently.  Some things I'm glad I did what I did.

I am the result of mistakes and good decisions, of criticism and encouragement, of deserts and oceans.  I've done wrong and been wronged.  I've loved and been loved.  I've hated and been hated.  I've blessed and been blessed.  I've rejected and been rejected.

I've started at the top, gone through valleys, coasted on plateaus, been in darkness deeper than I'd ever dreamed, and come through to the other side.  I've felt like my life was so beautiful I could run through meadows of flowers, and sat on my porch in the rain crying because I didn't think I could take it anymore.

This is my journey.  It's not always pretty.  But it's mine.  And it has a purpose.

I pray these two quotes will be true of me, someday.

We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not driven to despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed; always carrying in the body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be manifested in our bodies.
2 Corinthians 4:8-10

The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths.  These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern.  Beautiful people do not just happen.

Elisabeth Kubler-Ross

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