I truly hope you try something out this Advent. It’s my favorite season, but if you can’t because your life is frantic or the thought of one more thing makes you break out in hives …take a deep breath, pour yourself a glass of wine, and resolve to do one thing…listen. To yourself and to the wooing of Jesus whose Advent hope is that you know how over the moon he is about you right now. Don’t let busyness rob you of your belovedness this Advent.
I know it’s not even Thanksgiving yet, but Bulleye’s Playground has me all excited about Christmas gifts…
Hey Everyone, I’m over at SheLoves this month writing again about red beans and rice I looked at my husband…
My name is Osheta. It's pronounced, "O-she-da" and so many people have asked if it means something. It doesn't. My dad just made it up.
But if I were to go to Urban Dictionary and create a definition for my name it might say something like this:
An ENFJ mama who loves parties, people, and popcorn with red wine. A pastor's wife who is convinced God has a sense of humor. A Peacemaker who loves Jesus a lot and cusses... a little. An optimistic cookbook reader. A hopeless romantic. A goofball with a little bit of sass.