Don't Give Up

 My pastor used to sing a song, “I Want to Spend My Life Mending Broken People”. He has since gone home to be with the Lord, but I can still see his sparkly blue eyes fill up with tears when he would lift his hands toward heaven and worship God with this song. He sang it from the depths of his soul. He meant every word and he lived every word. I know this - because I was one of those broken people. I was 18, suffering from severe depression and totally lost. If you know my story… then you know… if you don’t - here’s a brief summary. I made a deal with my grandmother that I would meet with her pastor, I went to her church, met him, he poured the word of God into me, loved me without judgment and after I opened my heart to the truth of the bible, God completely healed my depression - then - I took up the ministry mantle. I wanted to be like my pastor and share God’s Word to heal broken people. For 20 years, I did. The last 2 years I did not. I had to work on my own healing all over again

 February 14th… comes every year… and every year I just roll my eyes, mentally stick my finger down my throat and look at all the love sick saps that are willing to spend triple the normal price on some flowers and candy, just to publicly declare “I love you” or “I like you”.  This year - I changed my mind. My ex and I never celebrated Valentine’s Day. We made it a point to have consistent date nights, he’d bring home flowers on a random Thursday just to say he was thinking of me and romance was abundant in our home. (So why is he my ex… hahahaha… another blog, another day) I decided this year that the days of not celebrating this over-commercialized fake holiday were behind me just like my marriage. Today I will celebrate! I bought my daughter over priced flowers and told her she was my Valentine. The smile on her face and the twinkle in her eyes was more than worth the money spent. I adore that girl of mine. She is beautiful inside and out and I thank God for her every day.  I also m

My last post “More than a Pretty Face” caused quite a stir. I received a lot of feedback including some "mantrums", a lot of different perspectives from men and women (which I love btw) and some pretty hysterical opinions. So I decided to take this feedback under advisement and take men off the hot seat by attempting to put the ladies on the spot with a woman centered question... However it seems men got the short end of the stick again… sorry fellas I tried (really... I did...lol). My question was this:  Question: “What is your opinion of women making the first move and asking men out?”  This question stemmed from my previous post, referring to the fact that most of the men that slide into my Dm’s or my friend’s Dm’s, start the dialogue with “Hey beautiful”. I gave my not so subtle opinion as to how this is soooooo annoying and guys should really try something more original... hence the "mantrums" - I received a lot of backlash saying “you try making the first move