Why I Chose Jesus

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I am a believer and follower of Jesus. I chose Him as my Lord and Saviour over 15 years ago. As you can tell, this post is a testimony of how I became a believer. I hope this encourages you.

This all started when I hit puberty. I didn’t hit the clubs, do drugs or hung out with the “wrong” crowd. I was a church kid born to a fiery and faithful believer, my mother. Unlike her, I hated church.

It’s not like I ever really liked going to church, but by the time I became a teenager I hated going to church. I hated it so much that I even hated Sundays. Yes. The whole day.

You see, I was very angry and resentful. I had questions that I couldn’t ask and the ones I could ask, no one could answer. I was burdened with a responsibility that I never asked for, it was just given to me. Everyday I woke up feeling like the weight of everyone’s happiness was on my shoulders and I failed every single day.

Looking back on it, I know it wasn’t true but back then…

So around the age of 15, I started counting down the days. If I could just get to the age of 18 then I would be legally able to move out and ultimately stop going to church. It’s not like I was praying anyways so…

The anger continued to build. Before, I continue let me give you some insight into my world.

During my early teenage years, my home life became extremely unstable. I had my first panic attack at the age of 13 after witnessing an assault. I wanted to feel safe but instead I was made to feel utterly stupid for not being able to compose myself.

I struggled silently with my insecurities. I was never enough for my environment. Whatever was required of me never seemed to be satisfied.

We never stayed in one place for too long.

I didn’t have a father.

It’s crazy but I never felt like I was taken cared of and yet always required to take care of.

Emotionally I was a wreck. I needed help and help wasn’t coming. I’d cry myself to sleep praying, begging and pleading for a better way of life. I was stuck in a toxic place, alone to fend for myself.

Suddenly, during one of my forced church trips I would begin to cry during the worship portion. It was weird. My mom says it was God calling. Until this day, I cannot confirm this. All I know is that they would sing and I would cry. I hated it. I couldn’t control it and the tears wouldn’t stop coming.

So I cried.

I began to pray asking God to prove His realness. If He was real, things would change. My life would change. And it did….

Eventually, our home life got stable again. Things began to change. We found a church that I liked. I began to fit in. I got answers to my questions, without being treated like a child and it felt good. I felt like a human. I didn’t feel crazy. I had friends, finally.

You see crazy happened to me. I didn’t have a deep spiritual encounter take place. There was no metaphysical transformation. Just a girl who slowly got to the realization that I chose Jesus not because I had to. Simply because He chose me.

I had questions. I wanted better. God showed me that He could make it better and He did.

Worship Night with Travis Greene


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I am a Christian and have no issues with sharing my faith to anyone, anywhere, online and offline. So here I am sharing one of my recent experiences.

If you’ve been following me, most of you know that I am pregnant and am currently in my third trimester. As much as I love being at home and being a stay at home mom to my precious two year old sometimes this mama needs time away. Sure enough this past Saturday I was able to spend some time in God’s presence with Travis Greene leading us there.

I thoroughly enjoyed this. One of the songs that truly got me one of the darkest moments in my life is “Made A Way” which he wrote as he was going through one of his darkest moments. But this is not to take away from his other songs that are just as powerful like “Intentional” and “You Waited” which were flawlessly ministered. Also, his entire band is amazing and equally as enjoyable to watch and to listen to. His whole team is a powerful force of worshippers. They are dedicated to their ministry and it shows.

During the meet and greet I was able to ask Travis Greene this question, “How do you keep from burning out in the ministry?” and this was his response.

Overall, this was a night I really needed and was really blessed. I hope to be able to attend more gospel events in the future.

Here are some highlights from that night.

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Do you take time for yourself? How do you recharge?

Mom’s Prep Guide for Sunday Mornings


I recently wrote about How To Survive Church with a Toddler, and I was asked about  getting ready for church? I thought, that is so true! What about the mornings? Thank God I only have one but for awhile we struggled to even get out the door and very soon we were barely getting anything out of the service because we were so late.


As much as this post is geared towards Sunday morning it can be applied for all events where you just want to get out of the house in one piece without having to feel like you have fought two worlds wars. I mean there’s no need for you to feel like you are fighting your household when you should be enjoying this time. And yes, getting ready in the mornings can be fun.

As a kid, Sunday mornings sucked. We were always late and we always seemed to run out of time no matter what the situation brought. Fast forward 20+ years and I saw myself conducting business the way it had been my whole life and I knew it was time for a change.

Proper Planning Prevents Poor Performance

The five P’s are essential for anything with a goal attached to it.

I absolutely love going to church, my favourite part is the worship. I love to worship. In order for me to get to the worship portion, I have to be there on time. So that became the goal. How do I make it to my place of worship for 11:00 a.m.?

1. Have a goal

You need a goal. A very tangible and specific goal. In my house, I know that if we are to make it on time for worship we need to leave by 10:25 a.m., latest 10:30 a.m. and that is non-negotiable.20171105_104723740541751.jpg

If you have a spouse, share your goal with them. If your kids are of age that they can understand share it with them. When you include everyone in your hopes, dreams and goals you would be surprised at how willing they are to help out. Most of the time, the “world wars” that we as moms fight are because we are trying to do it on our own. We are not alone, we have our family. Families stick together.

2. Prepare the night before20190209_185643-ANIMATION.gif

If you start preparing day of, you’re in trouble. Sunday mornings should be as stress less as possible, at least that’s what I believe. If you could remove some of the load off, why wouldn’t you? As much as you think you can’t, you can. Just get ready, the night before.

You know you want to do a twist out, do it the night before. Get your clothes ready, the night before. Get your kids to pick their clothes the night before. Get that diaper bag ready the night before. In the morning, all you really have to do is follow through and eat breakfast. Believe me, things are a lot smoother in the mornings when the thinking has been done the night before

3. Have Fun!

I can not stress this enough. You need to chill out and HAVE FUN! Put on some music, some uplifting music. Dance with your family! Sunday mornings are great. There’s not much sense in going to church angry and mad at your family for making you late. By the way, stop blaming your family for making you late. They can’t make you late, you made you late.

But in all seriousness, HAVE FUN! Everyday you are alive is a good day. You get to be with your family. You love these people, they aren’t perfect but they are your people. Some of them you were very instrumental in bringing into the world. So let’s makes Sunday mornings great.


Did you enjoy this post? I hope so. If there’s anything I missed please let me know.

How To Survive Church With a Toddler

Every Sunday, we go to church as a family. We attend a pretty vibrant and loud church,

20190204_115850_00001137990843.pngwhich my daughter absolutely loves but then the preacher begins to prepare as the sermon is about to be given and that’s when all hell breaks loose. My daughter all of a sudden decides that the church is now too quiet and she must take charge and fix the solution.

Sometimes we get the sympathetic stares from others as we try to shh her into quietness. We give her the stare-down, you know, the “you-better-behave-yourself-and-shut-up” look we once suffered from our parents. We’ve tried to be diplomatic with our toddler, let’s just say that didn’t work. Eventually, we just ended up annoyed at our toddler, defeated as parents and embarrassed at our “failure” as church parents.

I spoke to a friend of mine who is also having the same issue as me. We would meet with restless toddlers in our hands, understanding each other’s struggle all the while sharing what we were going through as mothers. Another friend of mine altogether stopped going to church because her toddler wouldn’t stop making noise. I realized this was an all too common issue for not just myself but many church attending parents, so I prayed about it. Is there a way to make church enjoyable for the whole family?

Expect What You Get At Home

20190204_120146_00012006991538.pngMy toddler is a loud, exuberant, vibrant ball of energy. She loves to laugh, sing and dance. She’s always been that way. She loves to run, jump and make new friends. She’s super fun. To be honest, I should’ve known better than to expect her to instantly shut that down just because we entered a building. Come to think, that was silly on my part. She’s comfortable enough to be herself in a different environment and that’s great.  I’m just saying I got what I got. I have a loud kid. She’s a great kid, but she’s loud. I can’t expect her to be a completely different person because of where we are. And come to think of it I wouldn’t want her to.

Engage Them In Worship

This may be easier to do if you attend a church that practices worship in a musically loud way. I find that my worship expression takes on a different form when we worship together as opposed to letting her figure it out by herself. During worship we clap our hands, dance, shout, sing, sometimes we run. She’s involved in all of it. In fact, we even do this at home. So when she sees it at church it’s not foreign. She’ll say, “Amen and Hallelujah”. As of late, Jesus has been her favourite word to say. (I did not force it on her!) Bring the church experience down to her level, you may be surprised at how your perspective may change when it comes to the way you do church.

Entertainment is Your Friend


Snacks, videos, colouring books whatever you need to keep them quiet, DO IT! Go all out. Does your kid love watching Peppa Pig? Then bring Peppa Pig to church. God can save Peppa. Does your baby love to eat animal crackers? Then let your baby become the ark the animals get on it during church (I know cheesy Sunday School joke, lol). Does your toddler enjoy colouring? Then let them creative in the sanctuary. You never know, you could be raising the next great artist. I mean the Sistine Chapel ceiling was painted by Michelangelo in church, right? At the end of the day, church is meant to be enjoyed not dreaded.

Step Away When Necessary

Sometimes your little one needs a time out and that’s ok. Sometimes you need a time out and that’s ok too. Growing up, church used to last a good six hours. Yea…I’m not doing that to my baby girl. If that works for you, cool but be ready to take a break because your little one needs it. For us, the church service takes place during her nap time so we know that halfway through we’ll take her to the lobby and she’ll take her nap. Sometimes frequent breaks are necessary and that’s alright. At the end of day, we’re at church. We had a goal and the goal was to go to church as a family. Maybe your little one needs a snack, step away. Maybe your little one wants to fix the quietness of your church (like mine does every it’s time for the sermon), time to step away. Or, maybe your toddler is inspired to train for a marathon and the church space is the appealing ground for your toddler, (I don’t know, it’s the only logical idea that comes to mind), guess what? It’s time to step away. Don’t be afraid to step away with your little one and press the reset button.


I hope that this is helpful. How do you keep your sanity with your toddler at church.