Time For A Facebook Vacation!

I disabled my Facebook account. Egads, this girl has flipped her lid. It was time for me to put action to my words from last week and stop making "buttprints in the sands of time." I have to be honest, the first couple days were hard, but I really don't miss Facebook one bit!


You think I'm crazy, right?

That's ok. Maybe I am. But Facebook is a real time sucker for me. Five minutes here, five minutes there. It adds up to a good chunk of time each day. Five minutes easily becomes 20, 30, or 60 minutes.

Plus, I was getting caught up in other people's drama. I have enough drama in my own life, thank you very much. I really don't need extra from people I barely know. 

There are 86,400 seconds in each day. Choose wisely. {tweet it}

Say Goodbye To Your Buttprints!

You know, studies confirm that people rarely think about us and our words as much as we think they do. So, why then do we worry so much sometimes about what other people think?


Sometimes I get afraid. Paralyzed even. By what I think other people think of me. It's not like I have any spidey powers where I can read people's minds, so I fill in the blanks, with my worst doubts and anxieties. I project onto others what our enemy wants me to get stuck on. "They think I'm fill in the blank." Does that ever happen to you?

Do you ever feel so paralyzed with fear that instead of doing something. You simply do nothing.

I look at the above magnet on my fridge daily. It makes me laugh. But I realized that’s exactly what I’m doing. Making butt prints in the sands of time. Because my fear (and insecurity) hold my feet and my voice captive.

Be the special person God created you to be. {tweet it}

Help Me Fight Perfectionism

"Hi. My name is Nicki. I'm a recovering perfectionist."
Scratch that. Not quite right..."Hi. I'm Nicki. I'm a bit of a control freak."


I really wish there was a recovery group for people stuck in perfection mode.

But let's get real. No one has created one yet. *shocking, I know* Though if they do, I have the perfect name: "The Control Freaky Perfectionist's Club."

Even if there was such a group, I honestly wouldn't step foot through the door, cuz then I'd have to openly admit some days I am OUT OF CONTROL.

How Full Is Your Grace Tank?

After I published my last post, I was anxious that I would offend you. Or make you mad at me. And then I felt guilty. About being so judgy. And calling you out on your judgment issues too.


Which is silly, because if we are honest, we all judge. Even though we shouldn't. We are HUMAN afterall. But let's get this straight. I am super human, because I judge people. Alot.

I'm running on an empty grace tank today. Pray for me. {tweet it}

Stop Being So Judgy!

You know, I have yet to find a place in the Bible where God says we must only eat organic food and that all processed food is evil. I haven't found a scripture verse yet to confirm that leggings are evil, even when worn modestly with long shirts. If there is scripture to back up that vaccinations are the spawn of Satan and should be outlawed, and the parents who choose to use them thrown in jail, I haven't found it.


Seriously, what's the deal lately? I can't log into Facebook without someone telling me that my GMO grapefruit is going to cause me to sprout an eyeball in the back of my head. I am as worried about the quality of my food as the next person, but lately it seems like grace has flown straight out the window!

What happened to speaking truth in love to one another, especially within the Body of Christ? Even about things like grapefruit. Even if we don’t agree with everything someone says or does. Or  like what clothes they wear to church. Or support the missions and causes they believe in. Or agree with their stance on vaccinations. Or whether they, heaven forbid, choose to send their kids to public school. Or let their family eat processed foods.

Why do we have to be so condescending to people that hold different viewpoints? Whatever happened to grace? I'm guilty of this too friends, no one is perfect, it's human nature.

Stop being so judgmental.  Let God do His job. {tweet it}

Pray For A Marriage In Need

This marriage stuff is hard work! Not as easy as they make it seem on TV, right? I mean on TV, marriage is either perfect, or it ends when it gets too hard. Fade to commercial. You come back and everyone is happy. Neither depiction is remotely biblical, or realistic for that matter.


The bible is our blueprint for living out a Godly marriage. {tweet it}

When You Can't Sleep

Darkness falls. Your body is weary, but your mind races in circles like a poor mouse stuck in a maze. The hours tick away and your body aches for a rest that never comes.


Sleepless nights are tough.  I'm writing this post in the wee hours of the morning, where most people are fast asleep, with a deep desire to shove caffeine straight into my veins just to get through the day. *Help me Jesus*

Love One Another

Have I told you about the one day I threw a wrench into an already messy family environment when I bid a fond farewell to the Catholic church and decided to continue following Jesus without a denomination?


This news was bigger than Watergate in my household. My dear mom swore she could hear our ancestors rolling over in their graves for my injustice! I tried to calm her nerves by affirming that I was not breaking up with God, or Jesus or the Holy Spirit for that matter. The Trinity was still cool; I just felt the Lord calling me in a different direction. But no matter how hard I tried, my explanations were never good enough. Being un-Catholic was just un-acceptable. It drove a huge wedge into an already messy relationship.

Extend more grace, less judgment to others today. {tweet it}

Grappling With Sovereignty

If you have been reading along these past few months, you know we have been dealing with the pain and despair that comes from infertility and miscarriage.

Thankfully, God is so faithful. I have been pouring myself into His word these days. Like obsessively, if you can actually become obsessive reading His word. And it's been such a cool thing!


When you let the fruits of the spirit root into your soul, amazing things begin to happen. {tweet this}

When the insanity of life comes flying right at your face, you have the patience and the skill to navigate the daily bombs and grenades like a mighty ninja in a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon movie.

Those Bad Haircut Moments Of Our Sin Life

Sometimes I do the most random, impulsive things. Like make a hair appointment "on a whim" to cut my hair or totally change my style or color.


I don't know about you, but those moments never seem to work out.

I will complain for months that I want to let my hair grow out. Then I lament for months at my decision. It's too long. I need to cut it. I want bangs. Dear hubby: thank you for putting up with me!

Over the years I've done this enough times to know one thing:

Never make a hair appointment on a whim.

I've made enough bad, impulsive and rash decisions related to my hair, that I've learned, or at least should have learned by now, that they're never a good idea. In fact, more times than not, they're the worst idea ever.

Been there, done that? And got the awful haircut to prove it? Join my club!

Oh my.

Sins alot like a bad haircut, you know. {tweet this}