Trust & Obey

Imagine being nine months pregnant and living on the third floor of your apartment in humid and hot Texas. Carrying groceries, nine months pregnant, up to that third floor apartment. The smell of drugs is unmistakable from one of the doors you have to walk by. Another door opens EVERY. SINGLE. TIME you walk by … Continue reading Trust & Obey

HALT

Hungry. Angry. Lonely. Tired. I had a moment this past weekend that showed me that I was “off.” I am an introvert, and I need moments away from other people (even my family) to gather my thoughts and fill up. I call it “Tif Time.” Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely adore people. I’ve just … Continue reading HALT