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The Only Way out Is Through

Posted on August 13, 2016 by

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Several years ago, my lovely sister Melissa (aka: Angel Princess) got a tattoo in Arabic that says, “the only way out is through.”  Most of our family’s ethnicity is rooted in the Syrian and Lebanese cultures, so I thought the tattoo was really awesome.  But…

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Finding My Identity In the Midst of Idolatry

Posted on September 7, 2015 by

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“Your pain could be God prying open your life and heart to remove a gift of His that you’ve been holding on to more dearly than Him.”  – Tullian Tchividjian Let go. Two words that are simple to understand and simple to write.  Two words…

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“The world has enough women who know how to do their hair.  It needs women who know how to do hard and holy things.”

– Ann Voskamp

 

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I call this my “Sweaty Post-Run Body + Self Appreciation” post (*with rant included) ———————————————————————— there are days when I wake up and want to throw my fist into the mirror until it shatters - does that ever happen to you? • there are mornings when all I can see are the red acne marks on my cheeks, the grey hairs sprouting on my head, or the “tiger stripe” stretch marks on my... other cheeks (ha). • there have been nights when I’ve broken down and cried over the struggle to find a “non-sports” bra that fits my small chest, or the struggle to find a concealer that can cover my pimples, or the struggle to locate a pair of skinny jeans that my curvy and athletic legs can actually wear. • but then there are brief moments like this when I think back and remember and appreciate all that my body has done, it has: — climbed mountains and monkey bars — surfed waves and swam with fishies — given cute little kids piggyback rides — scored goals and won medals — jumped off cliffs and jumped on beds — hung from high tree branches and ran through forests — danced under the stars and in the kitchen ———————————————————————— Celebrating the body I was born with is not always an easy process, there are good days and very bad (hair) days... but every day, I’m learning to love myself and value myself just a little bit more. • So if someone hasn’t told you today or if you just need a quick reminder - “Hey friend, yes, you there, your body is a badass machine of awesomeness and it’s filled with amazing superhero-like abilities, and despite some of it’s funky and unique flaws, it’s STILL perfect and it is ABSOLUTELY worthy of love. So don’t let the media or anyone else tell you anything different!” ❤️ #realtalk #theselflovestruggle
🌸🌿🌼 ...... adventuring for flowers is serious business ..... ———————————————————————— • Not Pictured: — My wonderful photographer and flower finding partner in crime: @torilaughsalot. — The 18 ostriches we shared the gospel message of Jesus Christ with (yes, you read that correctly). —The British couple who loved Tori’s selfie stick. — The R50 that fell out of my pocket amongst the flowers and was miraculously found. — The flipping scary giant locust bug that tried to kill me and will forever haunt me in my sleep.
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