It’s always so interest to look back on your life and see where you’ve come from. All those twisting, winding roads that lead to some of the most beautiful moments in your life. Lately, I have been doing a lot of reflecting as one huge chapter in my life is about to come to an end, while several new doors are opening. I especially focus on those people that I thought were just a random chance meeting and see how they have completely influenced my life in the most amazing, wonderful ways. I am certainly excited to see what this new year has to hold for me as I start fulfilling my role as a leader and innovator. Big things are happening!

“Girl’s Nights” Will Always Be A Mystery…

Women are exciting. We can be a walking dichotomy, always full of little surprises. One minute we are bashful about showing cleavage, and the next thing you know we are whipping our panties over our heads hollering like a frat boy. And the topic of sex….oh yes gentlemen…..it comes up quite often believe it or not. I think it has been a common notion that it is the male in the relationship who runs around talking about last night’s position conquest. But alas, they have been oddly quiet. Ladies, we have been misinformed!

While there is the occasional high five during story swap at guy’s night, its the females who are boasting and sharing about their sexual prowess, upon which may be followed up by advice and tips from the other women. We have broken out of the box, so to speak, and are enjoying our feminine sexuality more than ever before. No longer are we looking solely to Cosmo for sex advice. Girl’s night is our excuse to be candid about what goes on in the bedroom and how we can improve. Gentlemen, you should be flattered.

Since when did men and women reverse these roles? I don’t know, but I sure do love those girl nights….

Broken Fragments

Focus on the good in your life. Breathe in all of that energy and love. Remember that God is always in control, even when it feels like the world is crumbling all around you.
It’s in those broken pieces that we find our miracles.
Those fragments will become the foundation of your strength. The fortress that will stand tall;
regal, majestic, and thick with the integrity of the hands that built it.
Every day that we are still standing is a miracle in itself. Remember that. As Fredrick Buechner says,
 “Life itself is Grace.”
Remember who you are. You are always worthy of love, worthy of admiration.
We are a broken generation crying out to be saved. Crying out for redemption.
And I am one of those.
I am one of those shattered pieces of earth. A broken fragment waiting to be turned into a miracle.