In my devotions today I was called to โFind me in today.โ
Well, I found Him. In a jar.
I was mixing some sourdough and as I commonly do, I dumped what I needed out of my jar. I was left with this. Scrapings. Now how on earth did I find God in a jar of sourdough scrapings?
You know the hormonal/emotional roller coaster women have to endure every month may seem like a design flaw but the highest highs and the lowest lows happening so frequently just point me more towards seeking my savior so really who is winning? ๐คทโโ๏ธ
My baby should have born yesterday, meaning I should be holding a one day old. But instead, Iโm in this half moved forward-half still broken state.
Itโs weird.
I still hate it here.
Why is the beginning of mulan making me cry so hard realizing that she just has ADHD and has a hard time with life and thinks she dishonors her family ๐ญ
I have so many questions about cake cones.
What are they even made of because it definitely isnโt cake?? They donโt even taste like cake but what even is that flavor? And why does it compliment ice cream so well, regardless of what flavor ice cream?? I need to know