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Failing Forward.

Failing forward.  That is how I would describe this last month. I had these grand plans of being AWESOME last month.  Well….I completely succeeded!  Ha…you thought I was going to say I failed there, didn’t ya.  Nah.  I’m always awesome…In a completely humble way, of course. But here’s the thing…I definitely did NOT do all the things.  I definitely failed to accomplish all the things.  Somehow I thought it would be a great idea to set a huge emotional and...

Losing Control…

Photo by: JW Mullins Control. Creating a curated and convenient environment breeds comfort and security…God only promised one of those things: security. His security only comes in one way though, love (trust.) He’s very much like Aslan, he’s not safe (comfortable) but he is good. This is my current battle, letting go of control. It is as if I just gained control and he’s asking that I give up what little I have. He has promised the end result will...

30 Days of Happy: Choosing Joy

Okay, so here I go. Starting tomorrow, September 4th, I am starting 30 Days of Happy. Over the next 30 days I’m choosing joy. What does that mean?  Well, let’s start with what it doesn’t mean first. It doesn’t mean that I’m going to be smiling all day long like a lunatic. It doesn’t mean that I’m going to pretend things are fine when they aren’t. Here’s what it does mean: It means that I will look to joy every...

Goodbye for now, Nina & Wes.

The time has come. In some ways, I’ve been dreading this post.  I’ve been procrastinating, and holding off on sharing it, because every time I think of sharing this news, my heart beats rapidly, and I feel like I can’t click “send”. Let’s just get right to it, because there’s no point in beating around the bush. We are closing the doors on our photography business. There.  I said it. Now the whole world will know…well, at least the few of...

These Oxford Dreams

These Oxford days are precious.  Spring has arrived here in the city of dreaming spires, and it seems that every person, after a long and dark winter, steps a little lighter down these ancient streets. Last month I spoke of praying for an island.  As of right now, no island (that I have recognized, at least) has risen up out of the endless waters, but still we wait in expectation.  I would be lying if I didn’t say that fear...

A Toast to Small Business Owners

Small businesses…they are everywhere. When I was growing up, it was just really old people (well they seemed old to me) that owned their own small businesses. Today, in the era of social media empires and online shopping, it seems that small businesses belong to young and old, introverted and extroverted…everyone is eligible and opportunity is everywhere. Nearly 12 years ago, Wes and I shot our first wedding. Soon thereafter, we decided to make a go at building a photography...

Praying for an Island in Oxford

It has been a while since we updated you about our adventures here in Oxford, city of Dreaming Spires. In short, we are completely and utterly happy here.  We feel at home in this old city full of beauty and history.  The longer I am here, the more I am convinced that you can make any place feel like home as long as you give it a chance. Being here makes you want to speak like the locals…you want to...

I’m Tired of being Tired.

I’m tired of being tired.  I’m exhausted and I’ve been exhausted for years. This isn’t a tale of woes, nor is it a tale of mistakes.  It is just a tale…a true one at that. It is not meant to discourage or even encourage.  It is just a telling…it is our story. So grab a cup of coffee or tea or a good ale or cider and settle in…this is going to be a long one. For the past 11+...

Welcome to Oxford – A Test of Faith

Day 34 in Oxford. Welcome to Oxford. If you didn’t know, Wes just recently moved to Oxford, England back in September, where he is attending a yearlong program at Oxford’s Wycliffe Hall and RZIM’s school, OCCA (Oxford Center for Christian Apologetics).  I was unable to obtain a job in Oxford, and therefore unable to obtain a visa, so the kids and I had to stay home in Kentucky while he went ahead of us.  The only option left was to...