Living 3 years in 3 months

bekah General 3 Comments

We’ve only been in TN 3 months and it feels like 3 years. Years. ‘Cuz there’s a lotta life we’ve been living these past 91(ish) days. We’ve: Set up a home Rearranged a home (if you know me, just shrug, per usual) Discovered Spring Hill Antique Mall, a killer secondhand store around the corner, Delta Bound’s brisket melt and our …

Releasing Panic and Claiming Peace

bekah General 2 Comments

There are three significant life moments when I declared, I’m releasing this. I’m gonna go mad trying to control every piece and that’s no way to live. Instead I’m going to hold it open and trust Your way is better than my pithy plans. Even though my plans seem like a really great idea right now. The first time I recognized my body …

Rejection Confessions and a Call to Hope

bekah General 4 Comments

I’ve had people tell me – maybe they assume because I write my feelings and stories into the abyss-of-a-universe – that “I must have a million friends” or “I’m sure you’re surrounded,” and kind words along those lines. Bless. Don’t get me wrong. I do have friends. Whom I cannot live without. But I feel compelled to share a confession of sorts, …

From Hustle to Surrender

bekah General 2 Comments

Hustling. It’s a word I despise. I notice authors, speakers, leaders who have gone before us. They echo wisdom in spaces our souls recognize even now. I was burnt out so I walked away to refocus. I was killing myself with busyness so I took time off ‘cuz rushing wasn’t worth it. I was sacrificing my family by serving elsewhere. …

A Faith Journey: The Beginning

bekah Faith 3 Comments

This is the 1st of 6 essays in A Faith Journey re-tracing the final week of my Dad’s life. Loss served as the the catalyst to my faith, and it is through this story, I see God’s invitation to experience Him as the greatest story. For those that have walked this with me from the beginning, please read and remember and know …

Relationships, Forgiveness & Finding Peace

bekah Faith 5 Comments

Relationships. They aren’t always easy. At some point, specifically with deep, important ones, conflict will occur. And when it does, we have a choice to “peace out” or “push through.” When my dad died, a lot of ugly bubbled to the surface. Anger. Frustration. Resentment. Loneliness. I was confused at why certain people were not showing up in ways I …