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Uh oh… the wind of change is blowing. I’ve lived within the realms of security and consistency for most of my life. I never changed schools or moved towns as a kid, I knew most of my best friends since we were very young, my parents are still happily together, and no one close to me had passed away, become gravely ill, or changed their part in my life too dramatically (not those who have ever mattered anyway). But a lot changed within the last 3 years, after I graduated high school and moved away for university.  I was always very introspective, and thought I knew all there was to know about people. I thought I was familiar with every type of personality there could be, from my petri dish of people in a Catholic Parish in my small suburban town, and from my family. Ridiculous right? This was my human experience until I was 18. Well, not without a myriad of health issues, typical and expected social struggles, and everything else a teenager may face –...

“Be content and don’t complain or commit to change.” These Holy Spirit words are on repeat in my heart and soul.  He spoke them to me with the softness of a mother’s touch.  His words were meticulously planned out. Stern in His voice but tender with his touch his words penetrated my marrow.  My heart leaped even at the thought of what would happen if I committed to change.  How different could my life look like if I committed to change my ways? Take a moment and think with me.  What would happen if we committed to change?   The 5k that seems so impossible would be possible.  The relationship, which is disintegrating, might slowly start mending.  The job promotion is now possible because you changed your work ethic.  The unmanageable house is now at least tidy, because you keep a routine cleaning schedule.  The weight loss is actually happening, because you changed your diet and exercised.  Your spiritual li...

Feeling:  excited for the long weekend.. Vegas baby! Loving:  my new car Reading:  not a lot, all thanks to busy schedule lately Wanting:  a dresser for my room  Dreaming:  of festivities and celebrations Having:  eggs and oatmeal Waiting:  for the next payday  How about you scribblers? Also read: January ,  February ,  March ,  April ,  May , June P.S. Let's connect on  Facebook ,  Instagram ,  Pinterest ,  Bloglovin ,  and   Twitter !