In my favorite black attire that’s my get safe attire for any day, I’ve realized that the person in the mirror is not as important as who God is cultivating on the inside of me.

The little note in pink reminds me of what’s important, of what Jesus did on the cross, it helps me to remember that my insecurities are pretty much worthless because God’s love was given to me and that should be enough. However, I’m a girl and I forget about what’s important on some days.

On your right is my bookshelf, probably my most prized possession. I love my books. They define me.

I really wanted to watch Valentine’s Day but it got rescheduled to Monday.

Oh well, this is God ordaining my steps.