Pursuing Goals and doing hard things.

Pursuing goals and doing hard things.

I've never been a goal setter.

I've just gone out and done the thing.

While it has served me well, it has also been the thorn in my side when it comes to completing things.

I use to dislike this about myself and felt like something was wrong with me.

I've been accused of being a church hopper and an all "over the place kind of girl"; both are true, to some degree, they are also part of the story of an entrepreneurial women.

All of this to say I have some 5 year goals for the first time ever in my life.

Yippee! 

You're never too old to try something new, start something new, or be someone new.

So here's to 2025-2030, may the years be filled with new experiences, new adventures and lots of laughs.

xoxo

-M

My Hair Is Coming Out in Clumps

My hair has been falling out and it is a struggle.

When I say falling out I mean like a lot.

My hairline has receded back and the parts in my hair show so much more white skin.

Hormones?

Stress?

Thyroid?

Yes, yes and yes.

I could use prayer, I'm struggling with this one.

Another bump in the road.

I don't wanna be bald again.

I don't want patchy hair.

I will do what comes my way, and until then let's all just relax in the fact that God loves us so much and has good works for us to do, may we do them no matter what our head looks like.

And let's face it I'm struggling to think I'll be alone forever; however, there is so much more to that story.

-Michelle

When it's Best to Sing

Lately I've been wondering where God is?

Like where is He right now in my life?

Recently I have just felt like He isn't here with me, I mean how could he be? 

My life feels so lonely and I wonder if I'll be alone forever.

Yet I'm not alone.

My house is a lot to care for and I am wondering when I won't have to work so many hours day and night.

I have an amazing family who I get to spend time with yet my work schedule has my daughter most often with her older brother and his family, I have accused myself of being a horrible mom.

Anxiety has crippled me like never before as my health the last year HAD slowing faded into a malnourished momma barely making it through each day; 2 hospital stays and a renewed hope has me on the up and up health wise.

Yet when I take the ACTION to PRAISE GOD IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STORM,

when I take the ACTION to SING A LITTLE LOUDER IN THE PRESENCE OF MY ENEMIES.......

When I fight this battle where it is being fought, the anxiety fades away, the joy comes, the peace follow. It just is what it is.

This ACTION can look like this..... I seek prayer from the Christian community, I share with close friends what's going on and I sit still with God in prayer and His Word, I serve His people and give thanks.

I'm headstrong and my brain pathways are pretty well trodden to quickly think the worse and then stubbornly stay there.

I am reminded over and over again to simply stop and sit with scripture, God's Word, the truth, for it is my sword, your sword in the battle.

Ephesians 6:12
For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.

Today, right now, I'm believing God and standing on His promises.

He loves me.

He's got me.

He's been there.

He love me.

I hope you can believe these truths with me and know that you are deeply loved by God.

XOXO

-M

From the Shadows to the Savior: My Quiet Truth About a Marriage Tied to Addiction

For a long time, I’ve kept quiet about a part of my story — the part that lived in the shadows, hidden behind curated smiles, church services, and successful career moves. But it’s time to talk about the elephant in the room.

Not because I want sympathy.
But because there’s freedom in the truth — and someone else needs to hear it, too.

🌒 Living on the Edge of Darkness

For years, I told myself I was simply adjacent to the mess. I was married to a man whose lifestyle involved drugs. A functioning addict. A provider, a charmer, a man who could still show up at times — but underneath it all was a world I refused to admit I was actually part of.

I believed I was staying faithful.
I told myself I was waiting on God to heal him.
I trusted that my prayers would be answered and our marriage would be redeemed.

But I missed something big.

⚠️ I Wasn’t on the Outskirts — I Was Inside It

It hit me one morning, almost casually.

I wasn’t just married to someone in the drug world — I was in it, too.

We weren’t even married a full year before I found myself breaking up weed on a table so the joint rollers could do their thing. I helped prepare product. I was a cog in the machine. The “business” wasn’t just his — I was moving pieces.

And yet, I never saw a dime.
I never even saw me.

I wasn’t just being used by him.
I was also disconnected from myself, from my worth, from what God says about me.

🙏 But Then Came Grace

Here’s the truth that brings me peace:
Jesus didn’t come to condemn me.
He came to set me free.

Not just from that marriage.
Not just from the drug culture.
But from the lie that I was only valuable when I was useful to someone else.

Romans 8:1-2 tells us:

“Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus, because through Christ Jesus, the law of the Spirit who gives life has set you free from the law of sin and death.”

Today, I walk in that freedom.

And if you’re reading this — if you’ve been hiding your own truth, trying to figure out where your role ended and his began — I want you to know this:

You are not dirty. You are not broken. You are not condemned.

You are seen.
You are loved.
You are being called higher.

By grace. Through truth. With love.

Jesus loves you — and so do I.

xoxo,
m