Student, teacher, runaway, dropout, rebel, mother, daughter, disciple, friend, wife, writer, personal trainer, fitness instructor, coach, blogger, poet, power-lifter, bodybuilder, victim, victor…these are some of the roles I’ve lived or am living.
The truth is I’ve been called a lot of names in my life, but the longer I walk this side of eternity, the more I recognize the only name that I’ve been called that matters…that sticks, is summed up in three letters: H-I-S.
I am His.
Really, life is pretty simple minus all the labels. Not one of those above labels or roles reveals who I am better than that one possesive pronoun that reminds me of who I belong to; Because who I belong to feels so much more like who I am, than any lives I’ve ever lived.
I’m a wild daughter of a faithful King, and I’m learning to walk with this One True Living God, one day at a time. By grace through faith.
I ‘m a girl on a journey, and I don’t mind sharing along the way.
You can find me telling my redemption story on these posts: