I imagined small houses but I could have never imagined how tiny their homes were. To imagine that 6 children 2 parents and a grandmother lived in that teeny tiny 3 bedroom home is a nightmare. Yet they overcame. These aren’t foreign stories, but yet they were grateful. Not only were they grateful, they faithful to God. The incredible thing happened. As they all grew up in poverty, they grew out of poverty. All of them can fit they childhood homes in their new homes a few times over.
Read MoreI had a conversation a month or so ago that didn't quite go the way that I expected it to. As a matter of fact it hasn't quite fit into any of 67634 scenarios I imagined. Maybe because the conversation isn't complete, which sounds bonkers because it's been closer to two months since we sat down. Something happened though that I didn't expect, and it shook me to my core: I went numb. I couldn't feel any of my emotions. It was weird at first but it soon became unnerving because I was knocking a number of milestones off my list but I couldn't recall how I felt in those spaces because I didn't feel. Everything was bleh, which made the experiences inexperienced. I was there I did them, the honors were conferred to me but I missed them.
Read MoreI am a huge advocate for stepping out and adventuring. Just last summer, I went ATVing in the Mohave Desert, swimming in the colorado river, white water rafting in the Chattahoochee river, tubing in the cahaba river, and I'm about to hop on a plane and head to Australia to see what that what that oyster hold for me. A life well lived, has to be lived. Sitting in safety is cute and everything, but it doesn't make for stories that dazzle your grandchildren. Sitting in safety leads to many regrets, and I'm comfortable having a list regrets. I would rather have a list of mountains conquered, than a list of shoulda, coulda wouldas.
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