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.
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3 days agoby oshetamThe kids finally got me to get in to pool with them. Guess the number of times I yelled "don't get my hair wet": 38 times... at least. So what did they do? Splash me as soon as I got in the pool. Whatever, man. Whatever. ♀️ At least look I cute in my swimsuit #poolhair and all. #bodyshalom#swimsuit#summerfun
2 days agoby oshetamEvery morning this scene greets me- my buddy, Fenway, my fantastic yellow coffee table, and my new IKEA throw pillows. Best way to start the day (well before a cup of Texas Truffle ☕️ , that is...). #yellowcoffeetable#sweetdoggie#ikea#diy
6 days agoby oshetamBack in Boston, I used to go to the gym or ride my bike around Fresh Pond everyday, then we moved and then I signed a book contract and my life became so full of other stuff that I let fitness get away from me. So today, I met with my friend Amy to help jump start my fitness regimen and y'all.... I left her house feeling stronger, with more energy, and seriously, I kid you not, my skin is radiant. What is up with that?!?! I've forgotten how much I love working out and can't wait to put together…
21 hours agoby oshetamHere's something I forget like all the time. You and I are called to be peacemakers right now, in our messy, average, very ordinary lives. Here's why I always struggle with this: I compare myself to the BIG STORIES of peacemakers and forget that God hasn't invited me to live their stories of peacemaking, he's invited me to live mine and right now peacemaking is making Mac and cheese for hungry kids and writing cards to friends who need a cheerleader. The moment I've been waiting for to be a peacemaker is now. Not when I have the gentle, quiet…