Growing up, I never understood why they referred to today as “Good Friday”. How could it be good that a man was humiliated, beaten and then hung on a cross to die?
The best explanation I have found comes from this blog. It explains “What is “Good” about Friday of this week is the payment for our sins is being accepted. The penalty is being paid. Jesus is our hero. Jesus is our substitute. He came and endured for you, for me.”
To read more about Holy Week and the meaning of Easter, CLICK HERE
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Awkwardness is pretty much awesome… If your awkward enough to admit that you’re a bit, well, awkward.
Spring is the perfect time to make your home stink sooooo good! This recipe smells perfect for the weekend!
I learned something profound that I want to share with every girl and woman in America. Yes, I just said every girl and woman in America. It’s that big of a deal. I learned something at 30 that I wish I would’ve known at 15 and 17 and 23 and 29. I learned something at 30 that changed my mind about a lot.
I read that on a random day… Then I said “Wait, ‘scuse me, what?” It shook something inside of me awake.
I read it again and again and again.
Just because someone desires you, does not mean they value you.
Just because someone desires you doesn’t mean they see you. It doesn’t mean they see the little idiosyncrasies that deem you wonderfully made.
Just because someone desires you doesn’t mean they know you. It doesn’t even mean they want to get to know you.
I understand the need for desire. Heck! My name literally MEANS “to be desired.” If we are being honest, frankly, it’s fun to be desired! It’s fun to be sought after. It’s fun to be wanted. It’s fun to be the goal of the pursuit. One thing I know about all of this is that outside the context of love, outside the context of marriage, desire is fleeting. Desire is important in a relationship with your husband, desire outside of marriage can crush your soul.
What matters is to be valued. What matters is to have someone know your worth. What matters is to have someone understand you and the things that make you unique, beautiful and perfect.
I spent a lot of my life a-d-d-i-c-t-e-d to desire. Addicted to the feeling and addicted to the rush. I sold my soul many times to men who didn’t value it.
See I had it mixed up. I thought that being desired meant I was worthy and valuable.
Let me say that another way… An ugly way…
My worth came from others and what they thought of me.
WOAH. That’s a pretty ugly secret, Dollface… For a girl who has it all together, that’s jacked. I wrote that sentence and erased it half a dozen times because, I mean, what would people think of me if they knew the truth!? (Do you see the irony? That’s called being human. No, you don’t get to judge me, either.)
A person who sees your worth and value helps you through your biggest disappointments. A person who sees your worth and value helps you through your biggest hurts. A person who sees your worth and value asks you how your day is and truly cares. A person who sees your worth and value picks up the phone and calls you- and doesn’t just shoot you a text when it fits into their life. A person who sees your worth and value wants to spend time with you, wants to see you, wants to be in your energy.
My advice to every girl and woman in America is to first find your value and worth. Look in the mirror and see the amazing, beautiful, splendid (yeah, I said splendid) creation God himself made. Then surround yourself with people who see you. The ones who see your worth and your value. Desire will follow.
Don’t sell yourself short on this, it will devastate you. It isn’t worth it. No matter what. Ever.
A friend approached me recently and asked me to get the word out about some events happening in the area. I told him to send me the information and I would get the word out where I could… What happened next is nothing that I could have been prepared for.
His email popped through and a couple mouse clicks later I was face to face with “Nefarious: Merchant of Souls”. It is a movie to raise awareness about modern-day sex slavery.
Modern-day, as in now.
Modern-day, as in 2014.
This is a topic that is devastating and heart-breaking and uncomfortable. The things I saw and heard disturbed me, and then they angered me, and then they just made my soul-ache.
I’m sharing all of this because “when we have an observation, we have an obligation.” (Thanks, MK Asante) I don’t know how to go about this obligation but I figured I would begin here, with a blog post. A post to bring the human sex trafficking industry to light within my circles. This industry is out there and it’s real and it’s felt by hundreds of thousands everyday.
Hundreds of Thousands.