Even When It Hurts. . .

Last week, I shared with you all that some people in my life are going through a difficult time and that it was hard to witness and stand by seemingly helpless and all I can do is pray.

The girl my age who was in a car accident went home to be with Jesus this week.

It was really hard to hear that. I grieve for the family, but, I can only rejoice for her because she is with Jesus and has the opportunity to praise Him continually.

My Sister-In-Law’s mom still remains in rough condition and the future is uncertain.

I heard this song and it instantly tugged on my heart. It was so applicable to what has been going through my mind and tears welled in my eyes as I listened to the words. I knew I had to sing it. 

This  came from my heart and meant so much to me as I sang it. I hope it encourages and uplifts you as well.



Take this fainted heart
Take these tainted hands
Wash me in your love
Come like grace again
Even when my strength is lost, ill praise you
Even when I have no song, ill praise you
Even when its hard to find the words, louder then ill sing your praise
ill only sing your praise x3
Take this mountain plain
Take these ocean tears
Hold me through the trial
Come like hope within
Even when I fight some thoughts, Ill praise you
Even when it hurts like hell, ill praise you
Even when it makes no sense to sing, louder then ill sing your praise
ill only sing your praise x3
and my heart burns only for you
you wont, you wont let go
and my soul waits only for you
I will sing, till the morning has come
and my heart burns only for you
you wont, you wont let go
and my soul waits only for you
I will sing, till the miracle comes
i will only sing your praise x3
Even when the morning comes, ill praise you
Even when the fight is won, ill praise you
Even when my time on earth is done, louder then ill sing your praise
i will only sing your praise


By God’s Grace,


Writing Prompt 009


“Berthilda, do stop chattering like a magpie, it is most unbecoming.”

My tone was slightly sharper than it needed to be. However, a young lady could only take so much talk about how a gentleman looks at one. I did not enjoy discussing such topics.

“But what if he thinks. . .”

“It really is no concern of yours what he thinks. There are far more important and constructive uses of our thoughts.”

I heard her sigh behind me as I drew the bow, rested the feathered fletching against my cheek and aimed for the target. When we did archery together at Miss Genevieve’s school for girls, I liked to focus on perfecting the art, Berthilda however, liked to do everything but.

“I just wish that someone would notice me. I will be an old maid at this rate!” Her half wail, half whisper was annoying and her comment ridiculous. Especially considering she was fifteen a day ago.

I refrained with extreme discomfort from rolling my eyes and released the pull I had on the bowstring. No sense wasting an arrow if my aim would not be true because I was distracted.

“Please don’t be ridiculous. You are only fifteen! The odds of you being an old maid are slim and none, and anything you say or do now will not help your matter. Please do not become like my older sister who thinks she has to constantly flirt or throw herself before gentlemen. It is unladylike and vulgar. You will be married when you will be married. Good gentlemen don’t like girls who are coquettish to a fault.”

She paused, actually giving thought to my words. It was about time.

Her next words came softly.

“I just don’t want to be alone, you know?”

I wheeled towards the target, drew the bow and shot. A near perfect shot. Miraculous considering the fact I was agitated. I knew exactly what she meant, and despite my stern remonstrance’s, I agreed. I did not want to be alone either.


Let me know what you thought in the comments below!

By His Grace,


When All You Can Do Is Pray. . .


I was originally planning on doing an outfit post today. But man plans his way but the Lord directs his steps. I thought I would share with you what has been tugging on my heart all week.

Several people that I know are dealing with some very difficult stuff. Like, life threatening.

My Sister-in-Law’s sweet mama who happens to be a dear friend is in the hospital with stage 4 cancer that went south so fast, it is hard to imagine. A week ago, she was just experiencing slight stomach pain and is now touch and go. We are watching my sweet nephew and niece while my brother and sis-in-love are at the hospital with her mom.

A family that we know, their daughter (who happens to be my age) was broadsided by a car and is in the hospital in ICU in a coma with a severe brain injury and has been for over a week. She is also touch and go.

Another family that I don’t know personally, but feel like I do because I follow Emily’s blog, is also going through a rough time. Emily’s husband has cancer pretty bad and they are trying to deal with that and raise their family at the same time.

It has been such a difficult week. Watching people that I love go through such hard and dark and uncertain times makes my heart ache so much. Often, the only words I have had for God are a constant begging and asking for His grace and mercy to be poured out.

I was able to go to a worship event called OUTCRY. There is a special story there. I had been hearing about it and finally got around to asking Mom and Daddy if they thought I might be able to go. They just asked questions, and didn’t say anything. Later, they called me back and told me that someone we know had gifted us with tickets! I immediately started crying. God must have wanted me to go and in light of everything that has been going on, It couldn’t have been better timing. While there, I wanted to keep my gaze and focus on God, not the flashy lights, or artists who were there. It had been a bad day for two of the people I mentioned above. When I didn’t know the songs, I was praying for these people and others in my life. The words of some of the songs really resonated with so many of the feelings and circumstances going on. I just sat and stood with tears streaming down my face, praising God, worshiping Him, pleading with Him, and claiming scripture. I don’t think I have ever prayed like that in my life.

I don’t have all the answers. I don’t know what to do or what to tell my Sis. All I can do is pray and love her and her little ones while we have them. I want to take it all away, want to make everything better, but I can’t.

My heart is so heavy. I know that God is Sovereign. That His will will be done. That, no. matter. what. we can always trust Him. I have had to continue telling myself that more than normal this week.

I wanted to share a few songs that have been floating around in my head and comforting me through this week.


Sovereign Over Us

By Michael W. Smith

There is strength within the sorrow
There is beauty in our tears
And You meet us in our mourning
With a love that casts out fear
You are working in our waiting
You’re sanctifying us
When beyond our understanding
You’re teaching us to trust

Your plans are still to prosper
You have not forgotten us
You’re with us in the fire and the flood
You’re faithful forever
Perfect in love
You are sovereign over us

You are wisdom unimagined
Who could understand Your ways
Reigning high above the Heavens
Reaching down in endless grace
You’re the lifter of the lowly
Compassionate and kind
You surround and You uphold me
And Your promises are my delight

Even what the enemy means for evil
You turn it for our good
You turn it for our good and for Your glory

Even in the valley, You are faithful
You’re working for our good
You’re working for our good and for Your glory


I Am Not Alone

By Kari Jobe

When I walk through deep waters
I know that You will be with me
When I’m standing in the fire
I will not be overcome
Through the valley of the shadow
I will not fear

I am not alone
I am not alone
You will go before me
You will never leave me

In the midst of deep sorrow
I see Your light is breaking through
The dark of night will not overtake me
I am pressing into You
Lord, You fight my every battle
And I will not fear

You amaze me
Redeem me
You call me as Your own

You’re my strength
You’re my defender
You’re my refuge in the storm
Through these trials
You’ve always been faithful
You bring healing to my soul



Truly, only by God’s grace,


Writing Prompt 008

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His chest heaved with sobs. The pain in his arm and leg so terrible, no words could express it. Only a dull moan escaped his clenched teeth. He shook with the fear that left no strength in him. Thoughts of his mother and family at home caused the tears to come faster. His blurry eyes saw an American walk towards him and swing his pack to the ground. The shame of being a prisoner to the enemy bowed his head.

“Do you speak English?”

He glanced up in surprise and could only nod.

The American checked his leg where he had made a makeshift splint. It was broken.

“That will do for now, Let me see that arm.”

The young German was shocked as the American, his enemy, took such gentle hold of his arm and examined the wound. Fishing a few things from his pack, the man cleaned it with a touch so comforting, it caused wonder to take the place of the shame and anger he felt. This man was not a monster, or an animal as he had heard his ruthless leader express so many times. Perhaps the Führer was wrong.

When the bandage was tied, the blood flow lessening, the American slipped a touch of morphine under his tongue.

“That should help with the pain. . .”

“Warum tun Sie dies. Why you do this?” He was so confused. No American should be treating him this way. He was a prisoner and it was only just. Had he not just been trying to hurt the American’s themselves?

“Because you are a human being. I would do nothing less to ease the suffering of any man, whether he be a German, a Jew, or an American.”

“Vielen Dank Herr. Tank you.” That was much to think about. The gratitude he felt could not be measured.

“You are welcome. Bitte.”


This writing prompt was very interesting and touching for me to do. I almost cried when I saw the picture and knew instantly I had to write about it. At first I had planned to do it from the American’s perspective, but the sudden inspiration to go inside the head of the young german, hardly older than a boy and probably terrified gripped me so hard I couldn’t shake it. I pray the Lord would grant me the same compassion to minister to someone, even if he is an enemy. To see past the outward motive and to their hearts.

What did you think of this writing prompt? Be sure to let me know in the comments below!

By God’s grace,


Spring/Summer Fashion Inspiration: BOHO


It is time for a Spring/Summer inspiration post! Woo hoo! Spring is finally here and I am so happy! I love summer clothes! Flowy skirts, no coats and most importantly flip flops!!!! Bring it on! If you have followed my blog much at all you know that there is something inside of me that loves the boho/hippie look. There is so much about it that I love! Predominately the bracelets, feathers, and did I say bracelets? Well, let’s get started!

In the collage above, I picked my top 5 inspiration pics. Top left: I absolutely LOVE this outfit! I wish I could click on it and it would magically appear in my closet. That skirt is just he coolest and to this day remains my favorite outfit of all time. And I have a lot of pinterest boards ya’ll. Top right: this skirt is just so pretty and flowy. Which is another thing I love about the boho look. Long flowy skirts are the best! Bottom left: bracelets are my thing. I love them! When my siblings asked my what I wanted for my birthday, “if you are ever at a loss on what to get me, if you get me a bracelet, I will be a happy woman. “  Bottom right: I love this flowy, floral blouse. It just sings spring! The middles picture is kinda the coolest and it sums up the boho look. It really is just so eclectic, earthy, and vibrant, but it somehow just all goes together.


maxi skirts are another thing I love about spring and summer. The more boho the better! I love both of these. That first patchworky one just really grabs me! I might have to make something similar! It is so cool!


Because I wear tunics with my jeans, accomplishing the bohemian look is quite easy. Throw some braclets, long earrings and flip flops on and you are good to go!


This outfit is what I wear a lot during the summer. A long tiered skirt, lots of bracelets, and flip-flops. It is just so comfortable and effortless.




Sigh, this skirt is just so heavenly. but alas! I cannot find it anywhere! The link is broken! Sad smile


BRACELETS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Make my heart happy!


The hat. And the dress, I would wear this in a heartbeat.


Again, I love the hat! I have plenty of those! That blouse or dress, is so pretty. That is another thing about the bohemian look. The embroidery aspect of it is really pretty.


I will end with the piece de resistance. This skirt. Just wow! I have looked them up and they are a special kind of Bohemian skirt and you can order them based on how full you want them. Some are up to 15 yards full. Love it! I would feel like a bohemian princess wearing this! Love! Maybe one day I will be able to afford one.


The outfits are all outfits I put together on Polyvore. For a fashionista like me, it is the grown up equivalent to paper dolls! I have lots of fun on there. You can check out my other sets here!


Do you like the Boho look?

What are you looking forward to wearing this spring/summer?

By God’s grace,


Jungle Book Medley

The Jungle Book movie has a special place in my heart along with a chosen few other of the first Disney musicals. When I was little, we had very few VHS videos and the Jungle Book was one of them. I remember watching it over and over. I loved the fun songs, and to this day, even with not having seen the movie in quite a few years, I can still sing most of the songs from memory. As an adult, watching it again, I still giggled over some of the silly parts that I remember laughing at as a little girl.


That being said, I was so excited that they were making a live action version and it being one of my favorites, I can’t wait to see it. I loved the songs from it so much that I decided to do a medley. My sweet sister helped me record it and she did all the editing. Thanks sis! I hope you enjoy it. I had a blast making it and singing all my favorite tunes from the film.



By God’s Grace,