Category: Intentional Living Posts

In January 2017 I started what I like to call my “Spiritual Walk Journal.” I had always seen the importance of journaling and writing your thoughts down, so I had decided to do one of my own.  Now, this wasn’t the stereotypical journal of a teenager talking about drama and boys. Mine was a recording

Motivation. Ah, it seems like you always have it when you can’t necessarily use it but when it comes to a time when you actually need it or should have it, it isn’t anywhere in sight. Am I the only one? I’ve often had days where my motivation spiked during my hour commute home from

Oftentimes I find myself looking back at one of my favorite experiences I’ve had the opportunity to be a part of. I was nineteen and looking for something new when this opportunity came along: a summer internship at my favorite place to be in the summer. Typically, my time at this place was limited to

Recently I’ve been really into the musical Hamilton. Like, I’ve watched it several times now and I have had a lot of the songs on repeat in my mind.  It’s such a well thought out performance and it’s perfectly executed from a viewer’s standpoint.  Lyrical perfection is what I like to call it. What we

Everything is meaningless. Wow, what a way to start something off, right? That’s how the author of Ecclesiastes, said to be Solomon, starts the book off with.  Talk about a man who wants to cut right to the chase without even beginning with any sort of formalities!  But this is what he chooses to start

“Open your eyes. Take in the scenery — the view. Turn your eyes. Divert them from the artificial light emitting from the device so seemingly glued to your fingertips. Look up. See the individuals around you — the loved ones. Soak up each moment spent with them because one day they’ll have gone away and

Okay, so I have a story for y’all. Last October my family and I went down to Cocoa Beach, FL for vacation. The first day we were on the beach, we must have gone at high tide because man were the waves big and rough. And boy when I got stepped into the waves, that

When my sister and I were kids, our mom used to drive us to the bus stop to catch the bus to school. Without fail, every morning while waiting for the bus to come screeching its brakes to a stop to pick us up, my mom would recite her favorite spiel: Remember you’re a Christian.

Hey friends! Let me ask you a question. Have you ever felt caught up in the rat race of life? As if your life is always on the go, moving at top speed, and never feeling like you have time to stop and take a breather? Me too, friend. In our society today, that’s a