STOP SPENDING MONEY!!!
Note to self: Pay off debt. STOP SPENDING OR YOU WILL NEVER HAVE ANYTHING MORE THAN YOU HAVE TODAY!! MAYBE LESS!!! That’s all. You may now continue with your regularly programmed day… Thank you.
Note to self: Pay off debt. STOP SPENDING OR YOU WILL NEVER HAVE ANYTHING MORE THAN YOU HAVE TODAY!! MAYBE LESS!!! That’s all. You may now continue with your regularly programmed day… Thank you.
I want to start to focus on what my dream really is. It’s hard to hold on to it. The pace of this world hastens everything and it’s only when I’m completely overwhelmed that my spirit cries out for simplicity! Homesteading is a dream I have had as long as I can remember. When I was just a young girl in school and I gained a curiosity of how people lived without grocery stores and clothing outlets. I was always…
I deserve to die. I am a sinner. Every breathe I get to take is by the mercy of God. The rest is just me being blessed by the Creator of the Universe. I am not deserving of any deed. I love as God loves me and I pray that others follow that commandment as well so that I can feel the love of Christ through my fellow human beings. When I don’t, I don’t feel slighted because I know…
Special K, So the whole Karma thing. Can I tell you what I think? Its my blog so of course I can!! Hahaha… Ok well… first off I hate that word. It to me doesn’t represent wishing ill but the basis of a false religion. However, one could liken it to the concept of our faith that we know as sowing seeds. Read this passage: Matthew 13Revised Standard Version Catholic Edition (RSVCE) The Parable of the Sower 13 That same day…
Chocolate cake. Smug little existence. I guess you might say I’m a little jealous of you. People gaze at you lovingly knowing the joy you’ll bring them. Even if it is only for a moment, followed by a pain and perhaps weeks of work to get rid of what it’s left behind. Cocky little treat. They look at you and think how desirable you are. They can barely resist. Some don’t even try. They just dive right in. Yes most…
So there she stood. In front of me, spewing from her mouth her judgement of my pain, of my life of the people within it. Her words seemed intended toward some good or else it was painfully obvious she believed this, but it was far from good. She called them “garbage people”. She listed 3 separate people – people who have failed. People who aren’t perfect. People just like you and me. With one common difference. The color of their…
Wouldn’t it be nice – Wouldn’t it be nice if I love you meant more? Wouldn’t it be nice if good intentions were enough? Wouldn’t it be nice if life worked out like we planned? Wouldn’t it be nice if there were no pain to remind us we are merely men? Wouldn’t it be nice if never was a promise I could hear and believe and forever not just a far away mystery? Wouldn’t it be nice if I could…
I’ve always wanted to Homestead. The benefits and most of all, the lifestyle, have always appealed to me. My life situation has changed. There is a new person in my life. He’s amazing. He’s hardworking and he also prefers a “homesteading lifestyle”. Why the quotes you say? Well…. get this…. Homesteading where he is from, isn’t called “homesteading”. It’s called….Life. He’s from a rural mountain village. Homesteading is all there is. I’m just so excited! How is it that I…
I was so deep in my passionate dance with Jesus… just swirling in the emotional bath of his grace and glory… His love was so enveloping and strong and true… that I didn’t realize that that boy who was standing next to me wasn’t the one. He didn’t love me like I thought he did. He was just standing in my shadow. So close in my drunken love that I thought he was the one. It was Jesus. It was…
I have so many ideas, desires, and dreams. It’s time to keep track and share this journey. It’s time to get passionate living life and being intentional about it. I don’t know where to start or what will be of interest, but this I know… I have a lot to say. This is my outlet. Welcome… First Off! Have you seen “Alaska: The Last Frontier”?! It’s like someone peeked in my brain as I asked to myself, “Does anyone still…