Believe Boldly

Be a Dreamer. A Doer. A Believer that anything is possible.

Let the Sun Shine In.

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BB Let The Sun Shine In CoverGod called the light “day,” and the darkness he called “night.” And there was evening, and there was morning — the first day.

Genesis 1:5

Nothing is quite like the feeling I get when I rise in the morning and let the sun shine through our towering Victorian windows. My day is brighter (pun intended) when I take time to walk through each room, pulling back the curtains to reveal the welcome of a new day. I have a patterned approach: My room, then the kids’ rooms, then the back door, leaving the the front door as the finale: a glass pane leaving me open to soak up all the sun’s rays. It is the only thing separating me from a fresh breeze and the sound of my mom’s chimes singing from the rafters of our wrap-around porch.

Sunlight is everything.
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Dream BIG, Shining Stars!

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BB Girl and Stars editedHave you ever been told you are “too much?” That your dreams are too far-fetched and the passion you chase will never be your “real” life?

Has anyone put you down for being yourself? Did they say you were “less-than?” Fat? Ugly? Friendless? Weird? Untalented?

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Ah, Freedom.

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Freedom is a majestic thing.

With it, we can have personal conversations with God and unlimited forgiveness for every mistake. We are given a joy and purpose beyond ourselves. We come alive in the freedom of Christ. This freedom empowers us to be who we are meant to be- not the nagging, tired, frustrated mama or the overlooked spouse; Not spiritually struggling or emotionally depressed. We weren’t created to be mediocre. We were meant to live life to the FULLEST.

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Skis and Faith: A Likely Pair

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Faith and Skis PictureIt was a surprisingly warm winter day in Colorado as I waited for my ski instructor to show for my first lesson. As I stood there, I took in my surroundings- people of all ages zooming past on their skis with ease, timing their turn on the chair lift perfectly, and heading up the mountain with an air of confidence. They looked graceful, in-control, and nothing like what I pictured my first time skiing would be likened to. Being from Kansas, the closest I had been to skiing was a hill blanketed in fake snow we visited on a field trip. That ice-covered death trap left me with two memories: Don’t crash, and don’t get stuck under the tow rope with a hundred little kids piling up behind you.

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