First Blog Post- Brave enough to try

I don’t know about you but allowing myself to be vulnerable, even for the good of others sometimes truly scares me. For years I have written with the sole aim of connecting with people through trauma and hope, but when the rubber hits the road, like now for example, as I begin to type my first post, I feel that ping of fear in my heart that says “Do you really want to do this,  because there is no going back if you do?”

But my response is yes! Yes, I do want to do this, because I know that it is the right path for me. Yes, I am nervous, but this year  2017, for me, is the year of being brave and stepping into all that the Lord has planned for me. That means even when I am scared, even if it makes me vulnerable, and even if I ultimately fail I will follow where He leads. For, how would I ever know what wonderful things may come as a result, if I refused to try? And, how would I ever grow anymore in character and in the pursuit of my dreams,  if I stopped every time that I failed.

So, I begin to type and I lean on the Lord to strengthen me, as I remind myself of all the ways in which Jesus, has made me brave thus far. Brave enough to confront, brave enough to follow and brave enough to pursue. When my fleshly heart faints in fear, the word of God reminds me that He has a plan and purpose for my life, a plan to prosper me and not to harm me, a plan to give me a hope and a future (Jeremiah 29:11).

Whether I am in the valley or high upon the mountaintop, He is still with me and He is in control. I may not know what is around the corner, but I place my trust in a God that does, a God that calls me to “Be strong and courageous! Do not be afraid or discouraged. and promises  For the LORD your God is with you wherever you go.” (Joshua 1:9 NLT).


First Blog Post – Introducing Me

Introducing Me

Diverse, would be probably be a terrific word to describe me. Diverse in social circles, nature, employment, interests and music . Diverse interest in almost everything really with the exception food. You see food is that one area that I like to eat plainly. I’m not a salt, sauce and spices kind of girl and I’m definitely not gourmet. I rarely go out for dinner but when I do, I am finding it harder and harder to find a plain menu that I actually know what the ingredients are. Just give me a straightforward chicken ceasar salad, without the anchovies and I am good.

I am in my early forties and married with four children ranging in age from 4-22. I live in Australia and my greatest champion would have to be my Mum. I am typically a very hardworking, honest, committed and kind-hearted person, with a large capacity to help others. I am a book keeper by day and a bar tender by night, both of which provide me the financial freedom to invest my time into the not for profit charity that I run in a volunteer capacity.

I’m at home making lattes, crunching numbers, cleaning bars, building organisations and basically doing whatever needs to be done to work in with our family dynamics and help pay our bills.  I have lived on the wrong side of the tracks, the right side of the tracks and I have travelled most of the roads in between, trying to provide a better life for my kids and make a difference in the lives of others.

I would probably be described by others as a very excitable character, especially when you get me started on the things that I am very passionate about like Jesus, The Collingwood Football Club and spreadsheets. In terms of musical interests I can be found rocking it out to Nickleback and Pink, toe-tapping to Carrie Underwood and Keith Urban, worshipping to Amazing Grace and even sitting solo, singing my heart out at a 1D concert.

My weakness is stress and frustration and you can be assured that the root of my problem can almost always be traced back to running late, especially when the whole family needs to be somewhere. It does not seem to matter how early I actually get up I cannot seem to get everyone out of the door on time. This thorn in my side, scenario is almost always made worse by slowness. Slow trucks, slow caravans and slow walkers all of which on those days, seem to be thrown in my path. Needless to say patience is the virtue that I am trying to nurture the most in my life.

Over the past fourteen years or so, my life has been lived very fast paced and I would consider time to be one of my biggest enemies. If I was ever granted the chance to choose a super power it would hands down always be to freeze time.

Life hasn’t been easy but, I have accomplished so much with very little and I have learnt an incredible amount along the way about Faith, Endurance, Character, Commitment, Grief, Honour, Forgiveness and Hope. I believe that personal testimonies are helpful in encouraging others, that they too can overcome similar obstacles. People need hope, they need to be able to relate and that’s what I want to do with my writing. I’m not writing to play perfect and set unrealistic standards for people to follow. My writing is real, and in all its mess, madness and miracles I hope that I can inspire, challenge and encourage others to know that they are not alone in theirs.

So why a blog? Why now?

I have always loved to write and I have trunks of journals, poetry and manuscripts; edits upon edits that I still haven’t quite gotten to the point where I am satisfied to trek the publishing path with. I would dearly love to see them finished, and out there helping people, but in all reality I just don’t have the time in this season of my life.

Lets face it with a four year old alone life is busy and with a bigger family to boot, it is often a very chaotic household, then add in a running a charity, working a part time day job and a part time night job, whilst also sitting as president and treasurer on two boards and helping two other business’s with their books voluntarily, then you can kind of see why there has been little time for me to invest into my manuscript. So, whilst I have accepted, begrudgingly that I don’t have the time to immerse myself in the world of my manuscripts, the desire to write is still there. Everyday I find something new buzzing around in my head and my hands tingling with the urge to write. So, here I am attempting my first blog.

I hope that I can make you laugh at the ridiculous situations that I get myself into along the way. So, you can expect minor meltdowns, parenting blunders, toddler tantrums, battles with the bulge, food fiascos and flying chickens all amidst trying to maintain the balance between financial responsibilities, family life, faith and of course my football obsession.

There will also be serious blogs and opportunities for people to connect in particular areas, where I will be sharing about grief and loss, tackling not only my own, but also the impact of the journey that I walk with others, through our charity. There will  be topics covering suicide, cancer , depression and anxiety and domestic violence, among others.

These deeper areas of my blog will require me to be brave enough to share the painful paths of my life, its going to make me vulnerable and that is scary, but as of today I have begun, in the hope that others will also be brave enough reach out and hold onto hope in those dark places, even when everything inside of them may scream, that they are done. Life can turn around suddenly, and I want to encourage that seasons do pass, that healing is possible and that there is hope in our futures.

I hope that you stay along for the ride, and that maybe you can possibly overlook some of my grammatical errors. Because I can assure you that in these early stages there will be many. Writing I can do, grammar…… not so good, but I promise to try and work on it.

Thanks for reading and have a great day.


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