Hey y’all!  I hope all is well for everyone.  I know that life’s been a bit crazy over here, but totally great.  Lots of transitioning into new routines and adjusting to this new season we are in.  Regardless though, it’s been wonderful and fun. I’ve had so many different posts I’ve been working on and have just been trying to share them when I feel God gives me a nudge.  So today, you get my post on Joy. This has been really weighing on my heart a lot lately and I just need to get some words out. It might be messy, but hopefully you’ll feel my heart.   

A Simple Word

Joy.  The dictionary definition describes joy as “a feeling of great pleasure and happiness.”  Joy, it’s such a small simple word. And yet so powerful. So many people seem to find it difficult to find joy in their days.  This has been something that’s really been on my heart lately. We have a choice EVERY day; we can choose to find the negative and criticize everything and everyone OR we can find the positive.  We can be kind, smile, help someone, say something nice, surprise someone with a blessing, and find joy in our days. I don’t know about you, but I’d rather smile and find the good then to be a grouchy ole’ bitty all day every day.

Society’s Take

Unfortunately, society has made it seem like we have to wallow in difficult and tough times.  That because there’s so much negative in this world, that we too have to be negative and down all the time.  That to smile or find joy during a difficult situation is weird or wrong. I loathe that society tries to make us feel that we have to let difficult times take us down.  I’ve actually had people ask me at the end of some of my long work shifts, “how are you still smiling?” My answer, “because, I make a choice every day to always find the positive in everything, regardless of what I may be up against.  Because I refuse to let the enemy have any control over my heart and my mind. Because, I’m literally ‘living the dream’.” Most of the time, they end up smiling, if not laughing. That right there along just brings me more joy. Watching someone’s attitude turn right in front of your eyes feels so good!  

Now, I’m not going to lie.  I’m human. Are there times that I just want to cry, break down, and wallow in situation I may be going through?  ABSOLUTELY! But, I also know that in my past, when I’ve given the enemy control and I’ve let myself fall into that pit, it’s freaking hard to get out.  It all becomes so overwhelming and dark. It’s not a fun place to be. I don’t like it when I’m in that place and I don’t like the person it makes me. So, over time, I’ve opted and declared the enemy has NO control.  My God has already won the victory and man am I grateful for that! God wins EVERY SINGLE TIME!!!    

Joy Overflows

I’ve watched joy play out a lot in my life as we’ve been transitioning into a new season.  Part of that season includes three work days a week that are a ‘minimum’ of 13 ½ hours from the time I leave the house in the morning until I walk back in the door in the evening.  That day also includes being on my feet 99% of that time. It would be so easy to feel worn out, tired, exhausted both mentally and physically and super difficult to find any joy. However, I still leave work with a smile on my face and joy in my heart…EVERY SINGLE TIME.  Does that mean I haven’t dealt with a tough situation, sometimes many of them? HECK NO! BUT, I know that those situations give me the opportunity to make a choice. A choice to find the good and keep pushing forward OR a choice to just dwell on it and let it take me down into a deep dark hole.  I don’t know about you, but for me, I prefer to go with the first choice. And let me tell you, that choice, if consistent will overflow your own heart and it will seep into others. Usually when you don’t even realize it.  

I’ve been watching this all play out daily and as I sit here and type this, I find myself in tears.  Tears of joy my friends. Why? Because I watch others struggle daily and I literally hurt for them. However, I know that those are opportunities God is placing in my life to let my joy overflow and seep into them.  Those moments are blessings. They give me the ability to let my joy overflow to them and I get to watch their hearts, minds, and faces changes right in front of me. I get to see them smile again. It’s then that I know that I’ve done what God has called me to do.  

I get it, life isn’t easy.  We were never promised easy.  However, we were promised that if we can come to the Lord in good and bad times and truly lay our burdens down to our Father, He will guide us.  He will give us strength when we don’t feel like we have any and He will keep us going. You just have to trust. His promises are real, His callings upon our hearts and lives are real, and He is so alive and working in me and others.  

I Challenge You

Every morning as I drive to work (or when I start every morning), I pray.  I pray that God works in and through me. That He uses me to bless others. That He gives me the words to speak.  That He presents me with situations and opportunities for me to share His love and maybe, just maybe if someone doesn’t know Him, that they will want to know Him.  I pray that when others look at me, they see Him. And that when my days are done, I can know that I did everything I could and that I’ve made Him proud. All I want is to know that I’ve done what He called me to do.  

I challenge you as you go about your day today.  Seek you Father, ask Him to guide you, to give you strength even if you feel you don’t need it.  Ask Him to work in and through you and to present you with opportunities to spread your joy. I pray today that when others look at me and at all of you that they see Jesus.  Be His hands and His feet and whatever gift He’s placed upon your heart, RUN WITH IT my friends. Don’t ever look back. I promise you that you will never regret fully leaning into God and seeking Him in all that you do.  I pray blessings over each and every one of you today. Much love and blessings. ~ B

“May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in Him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.” Romans 15:13 (NIV)    

“He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.  Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength.  They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faith.” Isaiah 40:29-31 (NIV)


Hi y’all.  I’ve had this word on my heart a lot lately…grateful!  If you’ve been reading and following me, then you know some of what I’ve gone through to become an RN.  It wasn’t an easy journey, but it was worth every struggle I endured.  

A Gift Of Serving

You see, I recently began my job as an RN.  And I often find myself asking, “is it really a job if it’s something you absolutely love doing and find joy in during every single shift?!?!”  It doesn’t feel like work at all. Is it busy, ABSOLUTELY! I’m pretty much non-stop and on my feet from the moment I leave the house until I get home.  Then I continue going until I crawl into bed. It’s over 13 hours on my feet, but I’m not complaining one bit. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. It’s incredibly rewarding.  I GET to serve others. That’s an honor I don’t take lightly.  

I get to come alongside other people on some of the worst, hardest, and most vulnerable times in their lives.  I get to listen to them, help them, and truly serve them. Sometimes it’s hard for them to accept the help and or even ask or share with me what they are feeling and that’s ok.  Sometimes you can tell they are angry, but I know they aren’t angry at me, they are angry with the situation. No one wants to be in a hospital bed, being waited on, needing help with going to the bathroom, changing their clothes, being fed, etc…  That’s never part of anyone’s plan. I never take anything said or done personal. I can’t say that I wouldn’t feel the same way. But here’s the thing, because I look at things in that mindset, because I pray to my father every morning that He work in and through me and that when people look at me they see Him; I see people’s attitudes, words, etc… change during my shifts.  I’ve had grown men cry as I tell them it’s a been a pleasure taking care of them, that I wish them the very best. I’ve had a sweet old woman tell me I was an angel and a light to the very dark place she had been sitting in. I’ve had families thank me for the care I gave their family member as they were nearing death and passing during my shift. I’ve had conversations upon conversations that I will never forget.  My friends, I’ve been given a gift to serve people, that’s not something I take lightly.

Living the Dream

I leave every single one of my shifts with a smile, tears in my eyes, a heart that is overflowing, and just being in awe that this is my life.  I am an RN and I will never take those initials for granted. God truly blessed me and I’m so grateful that He picked me for this role. I will continue to obey Him and follow down the paths that He guides me on.  He has given me a gift and I treasure it with all my heart.  

Remember, we are each given a gift.  I pray that you have found what yours is and that you are living it out fully.  And if you haven’t figured out the Gift that God has given you yet, I pray that He makes it very clear for you to see.  Whatever it may be, it shouldn’t feel like a job, but you should find joy and happiness in it. If you haven’t found that, don’t give up, it’s out there. Much love and blessings! ~ B

“Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God’s grace in its various forms.” 1 Peter 4:10 (NIV)


Hey y’all.  So, this here is going to be a very vulnerable post.  One that I never thought I’d share for fear of judgement, shame, and whatever else society throws at us that’s so negative.  But, here I am, stepping out of my comfort zone and being bold. Why, because I know that someone else needs to hear this and know that they can get through whatever they are battling. 

Anyway, whew, let me tell you life is a journey. Oh wait, I’ve mentioned that before. I’ve been on so many journey’s, but this journey of becoming an RN (registered nurse for those that aren’t in the “medical lingo” world) has been INSANE.  Full of so many highs and lows, but also one of the most rewarding journeys. So, enjoy the ride while I share in an as condensed version as I possibly can.  

The Beginning

You see, there’s always been this aching in my heart to want to be a nurse.  I’ve been in situations where we’ve had to deal with nurses and I’ve seen and experienced the good and sadly, the bad.  But, as most know, I did things a little different in my life. I got married at 18 ½ and had my first baby 13 days after turning 19.  I grew my marriage and my family first. And, here’s the spoiler, I wouldn’t change any of it!

There then came a point in my life that the aching to go after my degree became stronger.  I had a husband and daughters that I knew would fully support me if I decided to pursue my degree.  So, I made the jump. I started by just taking a few pre-req classes part time at a community college.  Not too long after that, we moved back home. I didn’t want my classes to go to waste so I did my research and found a university that had (what I think and can prove to be) one of the best nursing programs on this side of the country.  But, at that time they were only accepting 40 students a year. You had to submit a lot of different information, take an exam, and apply to be in their program. The year that I applied, so did 87 other students. I prayed that if it was truly what God had planned for me at that time, He would make it clear and that door would swing wide open.  A couple months later, I received a letter congratulating me on making it in. So, I began my journey to go after my BSN, RN degree.  

Also at that time, I learned that to actually start the nursing classes, I had to take two additional courses first as some of my prior courses wouldn’t be counted.  But, I was grateful for being accepted and I was going to do what it would take. I eventually made it through those courses and was able to begin the actual nursing program.  Let me tell you, nursing school is not for the faint at heart and doing it with a family brought even more obstacles. AND if that wasn’t quite enough the grading system was TOUGH.  I’ve never been one that was great with testing, but did great with the rest of the required work. However, I quickly learned that you have to maintain an “exam” average on top of your overall grade.  I knew that would be one of my many obstacles to overcome. I had this way of doubting myself during every single exam. I’d talk myself out of answers, I’d question everything I was doing, and quite honestly, I let the enemy have far too much control.  I let him mess with my mind a lot, well until my final year, but hold on, I’ll get there.  

At the end of my first semester in the nursing program, I went in to take my final exam.  I was on the brink of the exam average I needed to pass, but my overall grade was great. However, the exam average was crucial to continue on.  Well, I missed that percentage by 1%. Yes, you read that right, one percent! There was no overcoming it in that moment, it was what it was. I was devastated to say the least.  I was a rollercoaster of emotions and felt like such a failure. A failure to myself, to my husband, to our daughters, to our mighty God, everyone. I gave myself the break to process and decide what my next move was going to be.  And eventually, once I got out of my hole, I realized that God wasn’t done with me yet. I wasn’t supposed to give this up. However, I wouldn’t be able to continue in the program as I’d have to retake that particular class and it wouldn’t be available until the next year.  Which would also prolong my graduation one year longer. So, I took several Bible classes to keep me active in school and continued to prepare myself for the next year.  

The next year came and I made it through the semester of retaking the course and into the next semester.  Into the next year after that and then, apparently I like to do things the hard way. I was upon the second semester of my Junior year and again about to go in and take my final for one of my courses.  And again, I was on the brink when it came to the exam average. Well, I missed it, by 1.64%. I couldn’t hardly believe I was going through this again. I prayed and reached out to one of the professors that was incredibly impactful during my journey (I’ll share more about her later, probably in a different post).  After conversing with her, I decided that I was going to file a petition. I had worked FAR too hard for this to end. You see, you can only go through that once and if it happens again, you are let go from the program and have to start completely over. I wasn’t ready for that to happen, nor did I feel like that was what God wanted either.  

After a week or so, I received an email from the Dean of Nursing that they were granting my petition and would allow me to continue on in the program (with some stipulations of course).  However, one of those stipulations was that the Dean wanted me to prove to her that I could get past the exams. She was requiring me to take 4 exams (with different questions) over all the content in that particular course again and to do it over the course of the summer.  It would be set up similar to an online course. I already had all the study material I would need. I would just have to redo the exams, not all the course work again as I had an “A” in all of that. I did have to have the exams done before the next semester started. Here’s the thing, this university doesn’t do nursing courses during the summer.  But, the amazing professor that taught the specific course I needed, offered to meet me at her office if I needed to study. She told me to just let her know and we would work everything out. I agreed. However, I did NOT want this to take my entire summer. So I scheduled one exam a week for the first four weeks of the summer. I studied hard and passed each exam with a much higher percentage, proving that my journey wasn’t over yet.  I continued on….

My Final Year       

The first semester of my last year was going to be a tough one.  I had a couple tough classes, but I worked HARD. I didn’t do fantastic on one of my first exams, but I kept praying and working through it.  I had a professor ask to meet with me. She was known to some as a bit of a tough professor, but she had always been kind to me. I think it’s all in how you treat someone.  I respected her, treated her kindly, and appreciated all she taught. She simply wanted the best for her students. Who knows, we could be taking care of her or her family some day and she wanted to be sure she would get good care.  I don’t blame her one bit for that, it’s exactly what I’d want too. Anyway, she pulled me into her office. She said she had heard about my first exam score and she wanted to have a little, “come to Jesus” chat with me. She handed me a box of tissues and said, “I’m going to be firm, but I want you to remember, it’s because I KNOW what you’re capable of.  I know God has chosen you to be a nurse and you’re going to be an amazing nurse!” She proceeded to talk to me about my testing anxiety. She told me I was giving the enemy too much credit. That as long as I spoke of testing anxiety and let the enemy mess with my head, I’d continue to battle this rollercoaster. She said, “stop it! Declare that he has no power over you.”  She prayed with me, hugged me, and told me she believed in me. It was absolutely what I needed to finish out my final year of nursing school. From that point on, I did just that. I declared the enemy had NO power over me, that my God was mighty and SO much bigger and that He gets the victory and the glory, PERIOD! My exams were all passing from then on. You see, sometimes it just takes someone being real with you, believing in you, and reminding you that you’re a daughter of the KING!  This particular professor did that for me and I’m forever grateful.  

Blessings Along the Way

Finally, the end was in site.  All assignments, exams, etc… were complete.  Nurse pinning, hooding, and graduation were finally here.  I can’t even begin to tell you the excitement and feelings I had for all of it.  This journey may have taken me longer than most, but I had done it! I was going to be a nurse.  Something I had wanted and dreamed of for so long. Something I had wholeheartedly felt God had called me to be.  My heart was full. Nurse pinning was such an amazing experience. For those not familiar, it’s a special ceremony for nurses to be pinned with an RN pin by their professors.  There is a candle lighting, lighting the way as we head out on our journey to serve others selflessly. Awards are given. Which, much to my surprise I was voted on and blessed with not one, but two amazing leadership awards.  One was, “Department of Nursing Outstanding Leadership,” and I was voted on by my peers to receive it. Second was, “Department of Nursing-The Barbara Lester Servant Leadership Award,” and I was voted on by my professors and nursing faculty.  Receiving both of these awards was incredibly humbling and such an honor. I will never forget the moments. I also was voted by my peers to read our class scripture at the beginning of the nurse pinning ceremony (which I nearly fell apart doing as I was overcome with emotion).  Again, so many moments that I will never forget and that I am so incredibly grateful for. God was gracious and faithful through the entire process. Even in the moments when I thought it was the end, He was constantly reminding me that this journey wasn’t over. That I was meant to be an RN.  Hooding and graduation were also both wonderful experiences that will be forever etched in my mind.  

Oh Wait, You’re not Done Yet

You thought that was it?!?!  Never, God likes to keep me on my toes, always reminding me, He’s the one in control.  So, I may have graduated, but I was quickly reminded that I wasn’t done yet. I had the dreaded NCLEX-RN exam to overcome.  You see a BSN-RN degree isn’t like most degrees. You don’t graduate, get hired, and start working as a nurse. You graduate, study some more, apply through the state for licensure, study some more, wait for clearance, get an authorization to test number, study some more, sign up for a test, keep studying, likely be hired somewhere pending your exam, study some more, and then proceed to pass the test.  This isn’t like other tests. This is a DOOZY! You are given a minimum of 75 questions up to a maximum of 265 or 6 hours whichever comes first. The exam literally stops and shuts off when it decides, no heads up or warning. It’s also not the easiest thing to study for. There’s a variety of areas and a variety of types of questions: multiple choice, select all the apply (Lord why?!?!?), listen so you can identify, hotspot, put in order, etc…  There’s no going back to fix a question, once you move forward, you’ve moved forward. There’s a national average line that you must stay above, but you don’t know where you’re at on that line while you’re taking the exam. Multiple choice questions are usually set up with four choices: two dead wrong, two correct, but which one is the “most” correct?! You go in with identification, empty pockets, get the veins in your hands scanned, your picture taken, and then you’re lead in to your computer.  From there, it’s a whole lot of praying and relying on your knowledge.  

I had received my authorization to test and scheduled my exam for the first possible morning appointment, which was almost a month away.  At the end of June, I went in to test. I figured I’d studied as much as I could. I drew what felt like the short straw and was given 265 questions, with some extra “trial-don’t count towards your exam” questions, and a survey.  This took me four grueling hours. After 48 hours you’re given the option to pay $8 for “unofficial” exam results or you can wait up to 6 weeks to hear from the board of nursing. I opted for the first choice. I paid, waiting for it to process and then saw the word I dreaded, “fail.”  My heart and stomach both sank. I felt just like I had so many times before, that I had failed. Failed myself, my God, my husband, my kids, my future employer, etc… I cried, no, let’s be real, I SOBBED. I questioned God. I got angry, I doubted myself, friends there were so many emotions.  My poor family probably had no idea what the hell was happening. Honestly, neither did I. But GOD….             

It Wasn’t Over, Victory was Near

My dear hubby called me to find out how I had done and I literally fell apart and he let me.  He held me, encouraged me, and after a bit of time, he helped me snap back to reality. He reminded me as he had from the very beginning of this journey, when I was struggling, “Bran, if it were easy, everyone would be a nurse.  You can choose to stay down or you can get back up, fight, and finish this battle. You decide.” God, thank you for blessing me with that man!! So, I got up, ready to fight my ass off! The board of nursing gave me a new authorization to test number, but I would have to wait at least 45 days.  I would also have to pay the testing fee again, but so be it. I scheduled for the first available morning appointment after the 45 days which was at the end of August, on my 21st wedding anniversary to be exact. I studied EVERY SINGLE DAY. I studied while in the truck, on vacation, early mornings, in the evenings, you name it, I studied.  I was going to conquer this. My God, my husband, my daughters, and my future employer were all in my corner, cheering me on. They were reminding me that God had set me out to do this, He hadn’t given up on me, and I couldn’t give up on Him.  

So, when the day came, I went in to take the test again.  Again, I went in with identification, empty pockets, had the veins in my hands scanned, had my picture taken, and then was lead in to your computer.  I prayed and I answered each and every question with the learned knowledge I’d been working on for the last several years. I went back and forth on if I should pay the $8 following the 48 hours after the exam or if I should just wait it out.  I prayed for God’s guidance on the best choice. Well, at 48 hours, I paid the fee. Guess what I saw, “PASS!” My friends, God IS FAITHFUL! When you’re obedient to Him and His calling on your life, He will bless you. When you FULLY surrender everything to Him, lay it all down at His feet and trust, I mean REALLY REALLY trust that His plans and His timing are best, He will bless you.  Does that mean it will all be easy, you’ll never fall, and you’re probably going to cry….A LOT?!?! Hell no. It means you’re going to go through all of that and then some. And then when you think you’ve gone through it all, you’ll get hit again. But, you have two choices: one, when you get knocked down, you can stay down or two, you can fight like hell to get back up, push forward, lean in hard to our mighty God, and persevere.  My friends, I. GOT. UP!!!   


I’ve heard a million people say, “those in the medical field make so much money.” Or, “in the medical field, you’ll always have job security.”  I mean truly, the list of things I’ve heard people say are never ending. But, here’s the deal, it’s NEVER been about the money or job security for me.  It’s been about laying myself and my needs down to serve someone else. To walk alongside someone on what could be the best or worst day of their life. To be the light that shines for them in the darkness or the one to praise the Lord right along with them in the bright days.  That my friends is what it’s always been about for me. My God has been gracious and loving and I want to do the same for others. I’m excited for what lies ahead.

Never-EVER Give Up

But in closing, I want to remind you of a few things.  Our God is good. There will always be peaks and valleys in life on this side of Heaven.  Each peak and each valley will have a lesson. His timing and His plans truly are so much better than you can ever imagine (heck, He gave me the entire summer with my family).  You will always have choices and I hope you always choose to get up when you’ve fallen, to lean in to our Lord, and to trust He is with you and will help you fight the good fight!  He’s a mighty, loving God, and never ever forget that. 

Much love and blessings to you all.  Humbly signing for the first time: Brandie, BSN, “RN”   

*I also want to add, the NCLEX exam does NOT in ANY way dictate to the kind of nurse a person will be. This is just a step to get through. How you treat people when you’re actually on the floor, THAT will dictate the kind of nurse you will be. And my friends, let me be clear, I AM an AMAZING nurse. God has blessed me with gifts to bless others during critical times in their lives!

“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.  Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.” Jeremiah 29:11-13 NIV

“God is within her, she will not fall; God will help her at break of day.” Psalm 46:5

“Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God’s grace in it’s various forms.” 1 Peter 4:10 NIV

“Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.” Matthew 19:26 NIV

Big Things Coming…

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Hey y’all!  I realize I haven’t gotten off to the greatest start with my posting often, BUT let’s be real…SUMMER!  However, that is officially coming to a close by the end of this week for all of our girls. With that, I fully plan to be posting more often as I have a pile of posts on a variety of great topic that I’ve been working on.  I can hardly wait to share them!

Also, I know I briefly mentioned in a prior post, but I was invited to do some contributing to another website.  I accepted and my first official post for them goes live TOMORROW!!! Be sure to hop over to to follow and check it out.  (shameless plug) I’m pretty excited about this.  It’s a huge leap of faith for me and has me completely stepping out of my comfort zone.  However, I’ve been at complete peace and just feel God doing BIG things in and through me.  

You see, I’m learning, but I’m SO over having fear of what others think.  Will they like my post? Will they judge me? Will I look stupid? You know what?!  I DON’T CARE! God has given us all a voice and gifts and we are to use them. I don’t want to get older and regret not sharing and being given the opportunity to help/inspire even one person out of fear.  Fear is of the enemy, period! I want to know that I put myself out there and I used the gifts God gave me to bring Him glory. So, with that being said, I truly hope you enjoy what I’m sharing on all the different platforms.  I’d love to hear from you.  

With that said, I’m going to get off here and go enjoy the last day of summer with the youngest before she heads back to school tomorrow.  Seriously though, where did the summer go?!?!? Anyway, huge thanks to those that are supporting, encouraging, and pushing me to keep going after more.  You know who you are and I couldn’t do this life without y’all! Much love and blessings! ~ B

The Journey

“Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” Matthew 6:34 NIV

Here we go, jumping ALL in. Did I ever think I’d actually write a blog, NOPE. However, as I’m getting older I’m realizing that, one, we all have a voice. Two, we all have a story. Three, life is a journey, a marathon, a compilation of who we are and who we become. I believe (or have come to believe…it wasn’t always the case) that it’s so important we share our voice, our story, our journey, whatever it may be with others. Sometimes what we have gone through can give us the opportunity to maybe give someone else hope. To help encourage them, that we too have gone through something and you know what, we survived! We’ve come out on the other side still intact, but stronger, bolder, braver. It can also give us something to look back on and remind us when we face difficult times again, because I promise you there will always be more, that we survived. Sharing gives us the opportunity to inspire, give hope, encourage, teach, love on, and grow stronger.

Now don’t get me wrong. I’ve not always been one for sharing. In fact, I still have days that I don’t want to share the difficult times or even the victories. I would fear judgement of others or worry about what they would think of me about my struggles or hard times. Would they still like me, would they think different of me?? And on the flip side I would worry about sharing the victories, because again I don’t want people to judge me or think I’m trying to brag. But, again, as I’ve gotten older, I’m learning that I just don’t care what others think. I simply care about what Jesus, my husband, and my girls would think, because they are my priorities, period! And to hell with what others think and say. If they don’t like it, don’t listen (or in this case, don’t read it). Move on, because I don’t have time for it. I am not going to waist the precious time I’ve been given each day on that junk. Life is about living and embracing the moments, because tomorrow is not promised. I also believe that we aren’t supposed to live in comfort or in fear, but to be bold and step outside our comfort zone. When we opt to step out, we grow, and more opportunities arise.

So, here I am. I’m going to share life, the good the bad, the peaks the valleys, and everything in between. I’m going to share with you on so many topics, but I will forewarn you, I’m going to talk a lot about Jesus and how He’s changed my life and continues to do so daily in EVERY topic and aspect of my life. Am I perfect, hell no, nor would I want to be. But, I’ll keep it real, raw, and honest. All that I’m asking is that if you choose to read, you keep an open mind. My prayer is that you will feel inspired, find hope, find encouragement, become stronger, bolder, more confident, and feel the love of Christ through the words He gives me to write. Much love and blessings. ~ B