Sweet Mia

It’s been a minute, I know 🤷‍♀️. School has consumed much of my days the past month. But I’m happy to share one more summer highlight as we look forward to fall 🤗. Say hey to my sweet little friend, Mia 🙂. I have the pleasure of being Mia’s seventh grade leader at church. We…

My “Little” Pandemic Friend 🤗

A delight to highlight my little sister in the faith, Catherine. Our first meeting was during this 2020 pandemic at a Chick-fil-A drive-thru a few miles from my house! It was her pleasure to serve me and my pleasure to meet her 😍. Catherine’s parents are from South Korea, but she and her older sister…

Beautiful Bella

Delighted to highlight Bella who lives in the small town of Fairview, Pennsylvania by Lake Erie, my hometown 🙆‍♀️. I met Bella in a homeschool co-op eight years ago when our family was beginning our homeschool adventure. I had the opportunity to be a helper in her art class. Bella is so gracious to share…

More than Apple

What are you worth? If you asked most people they would look at your clothes, your house, your car, your bling, your friends, and yes, even your phone to determine what they think you’re worth. If you look at the world’s standards for measuring worth, you’d say I’m not worth very much. You see, I…

Know Your True Worth

True worth can’t be seen, measured, or bought. It’s why popularity, status, titles, achievements, riches, and stuff still leave us striving for more. True worth comes from what God knows about you and not what people think of you. True worth is decided by God, your Designer. It is not determined by how much you’ve…

The Labels We Wear

I grew up in the era of Jordache jeans and Adidas sneaks. Think Gap and Nike. I owned neither because they were too expensive. I would’ve given anything to have even one pair, but the closest I came to them were seeing them on kids at school 🤷‍♀️. Labels are important to a young girl…

Mirror Mirror, I Don’t Like What I See

Ok, so this isn’t me in the mirror but this is my shadow/profile 😁. As warped as it looks, it isn’t far from how I see myself. You see, I have a pretty distorted view of myself. The image I see in the physical mirror and the mirror in my mind is often not what…

Born the Wrong Color

As a first generation refugee, I grew up wanting to be American. So many times, I believed I was born the wrong color because it was just so hard being my color. My little heart understood it was a disadvantage to be in the minority because I was treated less than based on my ethnicity…

When You’re Too Much Yet Not Enough

I feel this way more often than not. It’s as if there are 2 personalities wrestling inside of me. One feels she is too much. The other thinks she is not enough. I think I’m too much of the undesirable and not enough of the desirable. Too much of who I don’t want to be…

God Knows Your Name

I hated my name growing up. I dreaded each new school year with new teachers because they would butcher my name and I’d have to give them the “adapted” pronunciation. I’d timidly muster up the courage to say, “Phu” as my classmates giggles and snickers. Kids can be cruel and adults aren’t kind either. My…