In the last week, I have escaped death about 4 times already. My untimely death will surely be brought upon me by shoes. My wedges, to be exact. I knew there was a reason I never liked these shoes enough to try them on and buy them. My down fall came last Friday, when in attempt to buy flat, work appropriate sandals, I stumbled into Charlotte Russe.

I never go in that store because their clothes don't fit me, but since they do sell shoes, I figured, why not take a look around. No sandals, but a cute and flirty pair of wedges caught my eye. In my sensible state of mind, I knew I shouldn't get them. But they kept looking at me. They were fresh and cool for the summer, and I could wear them to work. I tried them on. The only size 10 they had. $18.99. What could I lose?

MY FREAKIN' LIFE!

Alas, ever since that God forsaken day I have tripped at least 4-5 times, and this last one today was a mother!

Sitting at my desk, I push my chair back to get up. When I push myself up to stand, my left decides, "You know what, I don't feel like keeping her balance". My left ankle bends, my right foot steps forwards (so totally in cahoots) and sends me flying across my office, to skid on the carpet and slam my chest into a chair against the wall!

If you love me, tell me again soon....because I may not make it.

I can't complain about my birthdays. I usually get to spend them with people that I love. However, it has been a very long time since I really ENJOYED a birthday party. Last night, I celebrated my 26th birthday. My actual birthday is on the 26th of June (which makes it my golden birthday. ie. turning 26 on the 26th), but after some incisive poll taking, the best date available to celebrate was yesterday, the 20th.
I had the best time ever! My mom went above and beyond to prepare her backyard for the festivities. She put up two tents, tables, balloons. We had seafood gumbo, brisket, and rosemary potatoes. My mom is the best, and all though she is a perfectionist and has to do everything on her own, everything she does comes out golden! My mom does not believe in disposable anything for parties. She put out crystal, her best plates, beautiful silver wear and cloth napkins.
My best of friends were there. They made my night! We sat outside eating gumbo, talking, laughing, eating ice cream! I felt like a child, and not like some one is almost 30, who is married and has a 3 year old. Sean, my husband, was the best. He took pictures watched over our daughter and just let me have fun. Thank you, my love!
As I said, my friends made my night. They make me feel truly loved, and I love them back with a 100% of my heart! They have set a great mood for this new year! Thanks to all of you who came to my party. You make my life golden!

I have come to discover, in a short time, that boldness is very contagious and addicting. The hang up about boldness is that it is also very scary. To be bold is to be an individual, to be set apart, to speak or act without caring about others reactions or responses. Scary. As humans, in our nature, we want to please please others and be accepted badly. In my case, I keep praying for opportunities to be bold about the gospel of Christ. Even scarier. Who wants to be known as a crazy Christian fanatic or freak? I can say that at times, not me. However, I don't want to deny what God, through his son Jesus, has done for me! I want to share it. People are living lives without hope. Who am I to horde information on the key to living life with hope! I've kept silent a few times, lately, here and there, but eventually I've spoke up...and the results....amazing! What's the worst that people can do to me? Laugh. Say no to my ideals. Persecute me? Even in persecution I am blessed, so with  much fear and trembling, I say "bring it on". Greater is He who is in me, than he who is in the world. Jesus is the power and wisdom of God, with him I can run against a troop, and his Spirit gives me the right words to say at the right time. All I have to do is let myself be used by him. I am willing to be bold. I am excited to be living my life on the edge of boldness. I know where my reward and help comes from. Do you?

Romans 1:16a

I am not ashamed of the gospel, because it is the power of God for the salvation of everyone who believes.