BeYOUtifully You

I know that many of us struggle with this one. I did for a very long time. When you do not recognize your own value it is easy to allow these things to bother us.

Learn to love your own company, to be okay with being by yourself (not alone, but by yourself). Learn that being invited, included or considered does not define your value. Learn that YOU, just as you are, are enough.

I was told years ago, take yourself out to eat. Take yourself to a movie. Go enjoy that art museum by yourself. Don’t let the world and the judgmental people in it stop you from living the life you should have. Value and Cherish yourself.

Now I’ll be honest, it’s a weird feeling to take yourself out to dinner. No one to talk to, you aren’t sure where to rest your eyes, you don’t want to stare at your food, but you don’t want people to think you are staring at them. HOWEVER, once you do it a couple times you learn to use that time to think through some stuff, to reflect, to enjoy the moment, to simply just be present with yourself.

It’s a freeing feeling to be okay with being by yourself. Be You. Be boldly and BeYOUtifully YOU!

My Heart is Heavy

What is happening in this world lately. Every time I get on social media someone has been shot, a kid has committed suicide due to bullying, another kid is missing, someone is killed for being transgender, innocent by standers are being shot and killed during a shoot out with the cops, and the list goes on. What the heck is happening?

I’m sorry but something isn’t working. Somewhere along the line we made a wrong turn and now our homelessness is at an all time high, teen suicide is at an all time high, racism is bearing its ugly teeth, hate is smeared everywhere and everything is labeled as mental illness.

My heart is so heavy. It’s no wonder everyone is so anxiety ridden. Look around you people, stop pointing your finger at everyone and open your eyes. We created this issue. We not one race, not one sex, not one person, we the people…all people.

We stopped teaching children how to deal with rejection and started worrying about hurting their feelings. How does a kid learn to deal with their feelings if they are never allowed to face them? We stopped teaching them to love and to love themselves.

We took God out of everything and then asked why is everything falling apart. I know I have tons of friends who do not believe in God and I have never pushed my views on anyone of you. But to me this is as plain as the nose on my face. God is love and we took love out of everything. We took the heart out of the body but expected it to keep beating. It doesn’t work that way.

We stopped teaching kids morals, values, respect and then we wonder why schools are being shot up, why bullying has become such a huge issue, and why families are broken.

I grieve for a simpler life where we played outside and weren’t scared the kid we were playing with was packing. I grieve for a life that doesn’t exist anymore and I grieve for my kids that will never know what it’s like to not be

on-guard 24/7.

We have to do better, we have to teach our children better

No wonder I can never sleep. My heart is just to heavy.


My favorite line from the Lifetime movie The Magical Christmas Shoes.

“You need to learn to love like heartbreak doesn’t exist”

Wow! What a powerful statement. How many people hold themselves back from life, love in one way or another because they are afraid of getting hurt? Have you lost the love of your life because you were to scared to admit how you felt? Did you stop yourself from taking a chance on love because you held on to a hurt from the past? What other area of your life did you allow the fear of heartbreak to control the outcome? Why do we give such power, such control to fear?

We need to teach are little ones growing up that there is nothing to fear. We will all feel pain, we will all feel lose, you can’t stop it, it will just come in a different form.

Ok so you avoided heartbreak, but now you’re alone, now you have robbed yourself of all the amazing moments, all the laughter, all the joy that would have come from taking a chance on love, on the possibility that he/she may break your heart.

Why do we sabotage ourselves in this way? Take a chance. Get out of your own way and allow yourself to live a life full of love. You got this!

Sunday Morning Thoughts

Sunday Morning thoughts….There is no other time of year that gets me thinking, wishing, praying then Christmas. The thought that the love and sacrifice of one man changed the entire world is overwhelming. The idea of the pain He suffered through. The loss He endured, the ridicule, the beatings, the rejection and still He stood. He stood for us, for a world of sinners who would never be perfect, who would continue to deny Him, who would make mistakes at every turn. He knew already our journey, and His destiny and He hung at the cross being spit at, being punished for a crime He didn’t commit. All to save us, because no matter what He loved us. How powerful is that!!! Wow! Thank you Jesus!

Puzzle Pieces

TJ’s words of wisdom for the day…..Sometimes it’s hard to know how to fit the puzzle pieces together. You say, “I need something to change.” Then you wonder where to start, how to start. Then you realize if I change this then this this and this will change also. You become overwhelmed frustrated and mad because you just want to make the change. This is where I have been. I am embracing change not running from it but everything just piles up and piles up until I feel like I’m suffocating. What I’m slowly realizing though is you just have to reposition the pieces of the puzzle until they all fit. To do that sometimes we have to tear it apart and start over building our border (our foundation) and slowly adding back piece by piece until we have not only completed the puzzle but we have built patience, tolerance, and passion within ourselves to push us to build our next puzzle. Fitting the pieces together isn’t always easy but if we just keep trying we sure can create a pretty picture in the end.

It’s been awhile since I’ve posted. Life has taken me on some crazy adventures since we last had the chance to interact and share with each other. The craziest being the new addition to our family. Yes We had our 5th child but hey I’m a young 42 nothing to it right!?! Lol Another huge adventure and one we are both excited for is the start of our new ministry that is focused on sharing the love of Christ through this blog and acts of love. We would love for you to check us out and follow us on our new blog 7th Harvest our first blog is posted.

In the Late Hours of the Night

In the Late Hours of the Night
It is always in the late hours of the night that my heart cries out, that the tears escape there hiding place.
It is in the darkness that my loneliness invades my thoughts and wells up inside me.
It is in the wee morning hours when most rest peacefully that I toss and turn my heart heavy and my mind refusing to rest.
It is always in the late hours of the night that I see my true reflection, that my heart cries out, reaching into nothingness hoping to find the answers.
It is in my imprisoned soul in the emptiness of the night that the heaviness in my heart threatens to drown me.
Darkness is my emptiness, it’s silence speaks to the silence of my heart.
There is no one to see, no one to hear, as silently tears streak my face and my heart is allowed to break.
In the darkness, in the wee hours of the night I am me. Feeling, releasing, mourning, letting go, so that when the light pours through the window my smile will be bravely in place.
It is always in the late hours of the night.
T. Jordan June 17, 2015

Memorial Day!

I wrote this a couple years ago…I figure what better time to repost and remind people to remember….



Memorial Day, A day, the last Monday in May (originally May 30th), on which those who died in active military service are remembered.

I wonder how many people have no clue what Memorial Day even means. How many people plan their BBQ’s, camping trips, and get togethers with nothing more on their mind than a cold beer and some laughs with a few friends.

It hurts my heart to think of all the men and women who gave their lives so that we could be free, all the families who lost their son, daughter, mother, father, aunt, or uncle. I can’t fathom the feeling of seeing someone walking to my front door in full uniform to tell me the one I love will no longer return to me. Tears stream from my eyes just thinking about it and my heart is just heavy with grief for all those who’s…

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