My Reclaimed Hobby

It was December 29th, the end of another year gone by. In just a few days I would fly out to California for a sisters trip with Stefanie and Emily where we would visit Joshua Tree, hike to the Hollywood sign, stand On Top of the World in Laguna Beach, and ride a wooden roller coaster on the Santa Monica Pier. In the days leading up to 2016, I was beginning to feel the itch for something new. I had become a sort of serial hobbyist bouncing from one interest to the next as soon as the first sign of boredom set in.

But writing has always stayed with me. I've been writing stories ever since I was little. I began this blog a few years ago because I wanted to share my stories. It's just never been a hobby I've really invested money in like I've done with all those come and go hobbies. Thankfully you really don't need to invest money into writing, unless you want to take a class or attend a conference. Just your time. But because I never felt confident in calling myself a "writer" I never pursued taking it further. I'd write for a bit, blog for a bit, leave it for a bit, but I've always come back. It's never left me like the other hobbies.


I was nominated for the Liebster Award!

Never heard of it? Me neither. Well, not before last week. For those of you who haven't heard about it (like me last week), the Liebster Award is an online award given from blogger to blogger as a way to recognize writers, letting them know how much their work is appreciated. It also allows followers to discover new blogs they may not have been familiar with before. What a neat concept, right? 

I was honored and humbled after a friend from high school reached out and nominated me for this award! Thank you Meredith Nye, from Semi-Balanced Mama, for nominating me and being someone other than my mom who reads my blog! Go check her out, guys. She's been writing for less than a year but already has a huge following. I've really enjoyed seeing her journey in the blogging world!


Just Like Judas

Judas has been on my mind lately. Maybe it has something to do with Easter behind us, and the fact that he was the one who set Jesus’ walk to the cross in motion. I don’t want to give too much credit to Judas because ultimately the Lord’s plan would’ve played out with or without Judas, but his role is pivotal in the most amazing story ever.

I often wonder if I’m like Judas. Would I betray Jesus to the point of death? Would the lures of this world be enough to entice me to deny my Lord? Would I sacrifice my beloved to receive glory? My body wells up with goosebumps when I think about such things, but something inside me can’t help but ask these questions. Am I really like Judas?