29 September 2012


My words are quiet around here.

Partly because I'm swamped with the beginning of the semester and my attempts at balancing classes, songwriting, community group apprenticing, worship, church, homework, work, and all the flows in between is a little bit unsuccessful thus far.

I've got some fun ideas for new posts and I'm trying to work on them and then come back with a bit of a bang, as opposed to just writing for the sake of getting stuff out.

Another reason is because I've been feeling a lot of restlessness and I really want to be going to Jesus with my words rather than my blog.

I'm not gone, I'm not even considering leaving - I'm just making sure my words have purpose when I write them.

Tuney-Tuesday will continue for next week, but it might be near time to retire that sweet little blog series. It's definitely been my longest running series so I'm somewhat proud of myself for continuing it throughout the summer.

See you when I see you.

25 September 2012

Tune-y Tuesday (what do I know of holy)

A number of years ago a friend sent me this song. She said that if she didn't know that I hadn't written it, she would have thought that I had.

I led it in worship that next weekend at the youth service and I've loved it ever since. I don't listen to it as often now but I always find it sweetly convicting because it causes me to authenticate my faith again.

It brings me back to Jesus, back to who He is, and causes me to refocus on Him.

I made You promises a thousand times
I tried to hear from Heaven
But I talked the whole time

I think I made You too small
I never feared You at all No
If You touched my face would I know You?
Looked into my eyes could I behold You?

What do I know of You
Who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood
But the shore along Your ocean?
Are You fire?
Are You fury?
Are You sacred?
Are You beautiful?
What do I know?
What do I know of Holy?

I guess I thought that I had figured You out
I knew all the stories* and I learned to talk about
How You were mighty to save
Those were only empty words on a page

Then I caught a glimpse of who You might be
The slightest hint of You brought me down to my knees

What do I know of You
Who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood
But the shore along Your ocean?
Are You fire?
Are You fury?
Are You sacred?
Are You beautiful?
What do I know?
What do I know of Holy?

What do I know of Holy?
What do I know of wounds that will heal my shame?
And a God who gave life "its" name?
What do I know of Holy?
Of the One who the angels praise?
All creation knows Your name
On earth and heaven above

What do I know of this love?

What do I know of You
Who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood
But the shore along Your ocean?
Are You fire?
Are You fury?
Are You sacred?
Are You beautiful?
What do I know?
What do I know of Holy?

What do I know of Holy?
What do I know of Holy?

*I had a friend over recently and I was asking for prayer for being more diligent for reading my Bible more. I've been getting better over the past few months as I've made it a discipline, but I want my actual studying to get better.
Sometimes it's easy for Christians who grew up in church to know all the stories and know all the verses and even be able to reference appropriate verses at the right time and still not know Christ. I don't want that to be my story. I want to reread all the stories and relearn all the truth, this time with a heart that knows Christ and desires Him more.

21 September 2012

In Faith

At church we just finished a quick little series on Spiritual Gifts.

After the first week I walked away determined and praying that God would teach our church how to effectively use our gifts in a way that would give Him great glory.

After the second week I walked away desperately broken and in need of Christ. It was the day I finally admitted that I was completely lacking any sense of understanding for His will. 

It's been a slow descent into an uphill battle but Jesus is working to bring healing and redemption to me. It's taking a lot of repentance, which hurts a lot, but it's also bringing me to a place of understanding, albeit slowly, which leads to joy.

After the third week, this past Sunday, I walked away educated. I now have far better understanding for what the gifts of the Spirit are and much information on them.

The point of the series though was far less on the what they actually are and far more on what is the purpose of the gifts.

aka - Why did God give His people gifts? Oh, to give Him glory in everything they do, to encourage the faith of those around them, to be encouraged individually at what God is doing, and to strengthen the Church. (plus more - go listen to that series)

A friend came over after church and we talked about the gifts. I asked her what she thought mine was and she immediately responded: faith

I was surprised. I often question the validity and strength of my faith. I turn to Christ often and feel a need to apologize for how I can so quickly seek counsel from anything but Him. 

The past few months leading up the past couple weeks I've also felt more spiritual attacks in the area of faith then ever before. 

I didn't fully dismiss my friends comment but I sort of dismissed it.

I figured she was probably wrong.

Surely my gift is leadership or wisdom or teaching or serving or shepherding, or any other one, I thought to myself.

Then I had my mentor/coach over for dinner a couple nights later.

Side note: I read an article a while back about being mentored. I highly recommend it. I'm certainly not very good at that list but I try to be a considerate mentee since I'm the one asking for time, advice, and wisdom. Check it out.

One of the questions I came in with (I had more than five, in fact I had eleven. I texted her the day before "in addition to dessert, can you please bring your wisdom?" to which she responded saying that she would try) was what do you think my spiritual gift is?

She too said faith

In fact she, like the friend before said oh yeah, when I heard that part of the sermon I immediately thought of you.

I don't have a point in this post except to say:

Good job Jesus!

It truly is nothing of myself that I have faith. It's all His grace.

 For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God, not a result of works, so that no one may boast.
(Ephesians 2:8-9 ESV)

I'm not quite sure what the what next part looks like for me, but I do know that I always want to give God glory in every action.

I want to meet Him and hear well done good and faithful one.

Words from God, the same God who created all words, will only come if I offer Him my words and works.

So that's what I'm doing.

Take 'em. Use 'em. Get glory.

I'll just sit here with my apparently big faith and trust in ya God!

20 September 2012

Lost in Beauty

Do you ever get lost in the beauty of something?

 I looked up from my computer a few minutes ago and just saw Jesus screaming love to my heart in the form of these lovely flowers, which is what led me to write this lil post.
    Consider the ravens: they neither sow nor reap, they have neither storehouse nor barn, and yet God feeds them. Of how much more value are you than the birds! And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life? If then you are not able to do as small a thing as that, why are you anxious about the rest? Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. But if God so clothes the grass, which is alive in the field today, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, how much more will he clothe you, O you of little faith! And do not seek what you are to eat and what you are to drink, nor be worried. For all the nations of the world seek after these things, and your Father knows that you need them. Instead, seek his kingdom, and these things will be added to you.   
(Luke 12:24-31 ESV)

Does the words of another every catch your breathe because you're so encouraged?

 Last night my sweet mentor came over and listened to me list all the reasons why I'm struggling with trusting God. I spent a lot of time just sharing my heart. She patiently listened and offered sweet wisdom. When she left I felt encouraged rather than the opposite which tells me she was speaking real truth.
    Send out your light and your truth;
        let them lead me;
    let them bring me to your holy hill
        and to your dwelling!
    Then I will go to the altar of God,
        to God my exceeding joy,
    and I will praise you with the lyre,
        O God, my God.
(Psalm 43:3-4 ESV)

Do you look outside and see Jesus in the sky?

(in Ontario in the spring) I spent much of my time with my sister sitting on the bed in the guest room looking outside and trying to hear from Jesus about what the next steps in life were going to be.
I constantly find myself looking at the sky because it's when I look up (away from the world around me) that I tend to see and hear Jesus speaking.
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid.
(John 14:27 ESV)

Do you read a text a friend sent randomly and find yourself thanking God for them?

 (received this week) You are a lover of life. And you are so faithful Nadine, even when you don't think so. There is so much fire inside you, don't let the world get you down. You were made to shine. (I was, and remain incredibly blessed and encouraged by friends who care)

Do you ever look around at the life you have and whisper deep prayers of thanks because you never did anything to deserve such grace?

A few weeks ago I hosted a "welcome to September" party with the theme Spots and Stripes. It was so much fun to dress up with friends and laugh loudly. I'm mighty thankful for my silly friends.

Do you ever open mail from a friend who was once a stranger and see Christ in their actions and words?

 I am ever so thankful for Margaret. She has a heart that is truly seeking Jesus and it shows in what she does with her days.

Do you ever taste perfection and take courage because of it?

I'm not kidding when I say that Coffee leads me to Jesus.

Do you ever experience a dry season in your faith, finally open up about it, and suddenly have floodgates of encouragement by friends and strangers alike? So much so that you begin to re-realize the goodness that is Christ?

    Why are you cast down, O my soul,
        and why are you in turmoil within me?
    Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,
        my salvation and my God.
(Psalm 43:5 ESV)

I wanna get lost in the beauty that is in everything. That beauty is Christ.

Have you ever?
Me as well.

18 September 2012

Tune-y Tuesday (come clean)

I really like this song. I also say that every week about the songs I post here on the blog.

However, this one just sounds like a lot of my prayers.

So often, my prayers sound like:
I don't understand
how does this give You glory? I'm trusting and NOT understanding. (did you read what I wrote yesterday? That's my big struggle these days - I don't understand God - but I don't think I ever will - I just have to come to terms with that)
why why why why why?
now what do you want me to do?

Whenever I heard the chorus of this song which sings, "where do they go", I feel peace in knowing that I'm not the only one who doesn't understand the things of God.

I also know that He is still good.

A couple of weeks ago I was babysitting for two of my favourite kids. They were in bed and I was working through my devotional at the time.

Well, I hadn't actually opened my Bible yet.

I was praying, and crying, because that's apparently how I pray these days and was petitioning God about something and wrestling over something and I just said something like:

God. I do not understand Your ways. I don't get it. I don't understand what You are doing. I don't think it's fair and I don't really trust You and I don't see it. I don't see what the end goal is. Because this hurts and it's hard. I don't understand.

As I wiped away the tears, I reached for my Bible to where I was reading that day and found deep encouragement:

A man's steps are from the LORD;
        how then can man understand his way?
(Proverbs 20:24 ESV)

I stopped. In amazement.

I turned towards Jesus (there was an open window that I'd been praying towards because it kind of felt like Jesus wasn't very close to me at the time, but I also knew He could hear me) and laughed.

Oh. Okay.

I don't know if this will translate well without me explaining it in verbal words but honestly, I felt so much peace.

I was filled with joy and my trust in Him, for at least a moment, came back.

God is God. I'm not.

(which I also touched on yesterday - man, God keeps repeating things to my soul)

He is working out these steps of mine. Not me.

He is not understandable. I need to stop trying to figure Him out.


Okay, this song is Come Clean by Audrey Assad and I like it.

How did I get here standing in a mess that I have made?
Little by little adding to the chaos everyday
I know it's time, it's time to come clean
I know it's time, it's time to come clean

Boxes full of things I've shuffled and shifted place to place
All the years of me, everything I want to keep and throw away
I know it's time, it's time to come clean
I know it's time, it's time to come clean

I empty out the pieces
And I put them where they go

But where do they go?
Where do they go?
Does anything in me know?
Where do they go?

I'm finding what I've covered and holding it up to the morning light
I'm opening my life a little at a time and it's all right
'Cause it takes time, it takes time to come clean
Yeah, and I know it's time, it's time to come clean

I'm picking up the pieces
And I put them where they go

But where do they go?
Where do they go?
Does anything in me know?
Where do they go?
Where do they go?

I'm picking up the pieces

So where do they go?
Where do they go?
I wanna know just where do they go?
Where do they go

Because I need to know
Just where do they go? Where do they go?
I've got to know just where do they go?
Where do they go? Will I ever know?

I'm giving the pieces back to Jesus.
'Cause I'd really like Jesus to put them where they go, because He knows.

17 September 2012

Revisited Pages

A while ago I wrote about pages.

I wrote these words:

Sometimes I stress about things and God says, “why are you worrying about that - just wait a couple pages. I’ve got your whole book up here”.
I live a life of pages. God's font, writing, and spacing.

I was driving to Portland with Bethany a few weeks back, we talked about a lot of things. 
It was pretty much the drive of theology followed by a couple days of more theology.
I don't think I've ever talked theology as much, in as great of detail, and with such a raised voice before. 
We disputed - we disagreed - we fought - we encouraged - we agreed - we agreed to disagree - we would take breaks to get fuel (aka scripture to back the things we were unsure of yet confidently stating) - we would take breaks to calm down - we could continue - we had a lot of fun.
I'm not a disputer. I don't like conflict. I love talking about Jesus but I don't like fighting over the specifics. God however, is challenging me to speak up about what I believe.
He doesn't let me sit in silence.
     “If you love me, you will keep my commandments. And I will ask the Father, and he will give you another Helper, to be with you forever, even the Spirit of truth, whom the world cannot receive, because it neither sees him nor knows him. You know him, for he dwells with you and will be in you.
    “I will not leave you as orphans; I will come to you. Yet a little while and the world will see me no more, but you will see me. Because I live, you also will live. In that day you will know that I am in my Father, and you in me, and I in you. Whoever has my commandments and keeps them, he it is who loves me. And he who loves me will be loved by my Father, and I will love him and manifest myself to him.”
(John 14:15-21 ESV)
On the drive down to Portland, as I drove I asked Beth to be my scribe whenever I had ideas for things to write here. Often I'll get an idea so I'll grab my phone and email it to myself. That's a lot harder to do that on a six hour drive when your phone is turned off. 

One of the things I got her to write down was "not for me to know (pages)" because as we talked amidst our drive, I could feel God speaking to my heart.

Hey Nadine, why are you still so concerned with those things?
Hey Nadine, remember how you don't have eyes that have spanned time, both today, tomorrow, yesterday, forever forward and forever ago? Oh, you don't remember - okay well remember that now okay.
Hey Nadine, just rest in Me.
Remember Nadine, I've got the whole book up here. Let yourself rest in the page I've placed you.
. . . the page I placed you.
Rest in me.
So as a reminder to myself, I'm writing these words down that I wrote in my journal the day after Beth transcribed for me.
Because while I might feel dry and I might feel as though I'm in a battle, I want to fight well and survive off the water I know is living - which is that of Christ.
It's not for me to know:

- what page I'm on

- if I'm at the beginning, end, or middle of a chapter

-when it all ends

- who all the characters are and what their role is (both long-term and short-term)

I might like to know all things, but I can't because I am not God.

I might like to know where I stand and how long I have to wait for the things I desire, but I can't because I am not God.

I might like to decide what will occur in the future, but I can't because I am not God.

    Then Moses said to God, “If I come to the people of Israel and say to them, ‘The God of your fathers has sent me to you,’ and they ask me, ‘What is his name?’ what shall I say to them?” God said to Moses, “I AM WHO I AM.” And he said, “Say this to the people of Israel, ‘I AM has sent me to you.’” God also said to Moses, “Say this to the people of Israel, ‘The LORD, the God of your fathers, the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob, has sent me to you.’ This is my name forever, and thus I am to be remembered throughout all generations.
(Exodus 3:13-15 ESV)

I think I am starting to get the picture.

God is the I AM.

“Let not your hearts be troubled. Believe in God; believe also in me. In my Father's house are many rooms. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and will take you to myself, that where I am you may be also.
(John 14:1-3 ESV)

That brings peace even to my own currently restless and uncertain heart.
I may be unsure as to the things He is doing and their purpose in my life but I do not doubt who He is and that He is working for His glory.

Even when I lie in deep doubt and have giant tears flowing as I cry to Him, I never ever want Him to stop receiving glory.

I cry out for understanding.

He brings comfort to all who call upon His name.

    “These things I have spoken to you while I am still with you. But the Helper, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, he will teach you all things and bring to your remembrance all that I have said to you. Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid. You heard me say to you, ‘I am going away, and I will come to you.’ If you loved me, you would have rejoiced, because I am going to the Father, for the Father is greater than I. And now I have told you before it takes place, so that when it does take place you may believe.
(John 14:25-29 ESV)

12 September 2012


So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day. For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal.
(2 Corinthians 4:16-18 ESV)

I've not recently faced a dry season in my faith.

I've been blessed by a long, beautiful (and incredibly challenging and stretching) season of really feeling God work, speaking to and with Him often, and leaning fully (or at least increasingly) on Him as my faith has grown.

Suddenly things have changed.

    Give ear to my prayer, O God,
        and hide not yourself from my plea for mercy!
    Attend to me, and answer me;
        I am restless in my complaint and I moan,
    because of the noise of the enemy,
        because of the oppression of the wicked.
    For they drop trouble upon me,
        and in anger they bear a grudge against me.
(Psalm 55:1-3 ESV)

It's been a casual shift over the past couple weeks and I've noticed things in myself that I don't love.

I'm praying less.
Well, that's not true. I'm praying often, but mostly through gritted teeth or with a raised voice.

Before the past few weeks, I'd never yelled at God.
I've petitioned to Him often - for myself, for others, for things, for events, for Him to work.
This anger at Him thing, that's new.

I'm reading my Bible consistently.
And consistently struggling to see Jesus.

I'm questioning everything.
Is God real?
Does God have power?
Can I trust God? . . . Do I trust God?
Why do I believe?
What do I believe?

    My heart is in anguish within me;
        the terrors of death have fallen upon me.
    Fear and trembling come upon me,
        and horror overwhelms me.
    And I say, “Oh, that I had wings like a dove!
        I would fly away and be at rest;
(Psalm 55:4-6 ESV)

It's leading me to wonder what God is doing in this.

How does me questioning, struggling, wrestling, hurting, and sorrowing bringing God glory?

What in this is beneficial and building?

As I went for a walk tonight on a break between reading chapters for school I was considering how dry spells happen.

While they might be forecasted in the weather, they're typically unexpected, unplanned, unliked, and unstoppable.

They come when they want.
They make a difference on the area.
They last as long as they last (as if the area doesn't know when the dry spell will end).

Dry spells cause struggle.
They cause reliance on what is available.

They promote trust in leadership to provide sustenance for the general public.

They're hard. really really really hard

They feel long, whether or not they actually are.

They seem pointless.

And they end.

I trust Jesus in this.
It's hard.
So hard that a couple weeks ago I told Him that I don't trust Him.

I'd never said that to Him before.
Similar to being angry and yelling at Him, these emotions are new.
They're not common for me.

Faith has always been easy for me. So much so that I considered it a gift from God - the fact that I could unquestionably hope in Him.
He's been working hard to show me that He is faithful.

He's ingrained truth into my heart so deep that I can't walk away from God.

I considered it the other night.

God, I'd kind of like to be done with you - but I'm not.
Because I know that You are God.
I know that You are good.
I know that You are powerful.
I know that You are faithful.
I know that I love you, even though it's not a natural emotion today.
As much as I want to walk away from this thing called Christianity I will not because I believe in You.


I know that God is love.
I don't feel Him.
But I do know that He is love.

If you're a praying to Jesus person, you're welcome to pray for me in this season.
It's not fun.
I don't like it.

In fact, I hate it greatly.

I'm praying into it every single day.
I'm reading my Bible every single day.
I'm being counseled by women who love Jesus often.

Jesus needs to redeem my soul.
He already has.
HE is the one to do it though - not me.

It's actually more frustrating than anything to be in this season because I know the truth of who God is and I believe it all the way to my heart of hearts.

So questioning is hard because I already know the answer.

    But I call to God,
        and the LORD will save me.
    Evening and morning and at noon
        I utter my complaint and moan,
        and he hears my voice.
    He redeems my soul in safety
        from the battle that I wage,
        for many are arrayed against me.
(Psalm 55:16-18 ESV)

I just have to wait for the rain.
And drink whatever water He provides in the meantime.

    Cast your burden on the LORD,
        and he will sustain you;
    he will never permit
        the righteous to be moved.
(Psalm 55:22 ESV)

I think to Ezekiel and ask Jesus to renew these dry bones that are making up my soul and to fill them with His breathe of life.

    Then he said to me, “Son of man, these bones are the whole house of Israel. Behold, they say, ‘Our bones are dried up, and our hope is lost; we are indeed cut off.’ Therefore prophesy, and say to them, Thus says the Lord GOD: Behold, I will open your graves and raise you from your graves, O my people. And I will bring you into the land of Israel. And you shall know that I am the LORD, when I open your graves, and raise you from your graves, O my people. And I will put my Spirit within you, and you shall live, and I will place you in your own land. Then you shall know that I am the LORD; I have spoken, and I will do it, declares the LORD.”
(Ezekiel 37:11-14 ESV)

11 September 2012

Tune-y Tuesday (if You want me to)

I love this song by Ginny Owens.

If you're hurting, if you're going through a tough season, if you're asking God for clarity - this is a beautiful song to sing to Him.

I hope it encourages you as much as it does for me whenever I hear it.

It's if You want me to by Ginny Owens.

The pathway is broken
And the signs are unclear
And I don't know the reason why You brought me here
But just because You love me the way that You do
I'm gonna walk through the valley
If You want me to

'Cause I'm not who I was
When I took my first step
And I'm clinging to the promise
You're not through with me yet
So if all of these trials bring me closer to You

Then I will walk through the fire
If You want me to

It may not be the way I would have chosen
When You lead me through a world that's not my home
But You never said it would be easy
You only said I'd never go alone

So when the whole world turns against me
And I'm all by myself
And I can't hear You answer my cries for help
I'll remember the suffering Your love put You through
And I will walk through the valley
If You want me to

10 September 2012

Meet a Monday (Mikaela Ruth)

Meet a Monday has been on a bit of a hiatus for a while simply due to summer life but oh baby, look who just showed up!

I started meet a monday optimistically but soon realized that my work schedule didn't allow me the time needed to format these posts for each week.

It suddenly became inevitable that I would miss a week (or 12).

Let's try this again this time. I don't promise weekly, I don't even promise monthly, but I do promise to write 'em when I can.


Meet a Monday!

Welcome here.

One of my favourite aspect of blogging in itself is getting to read other blogs and learn how other people see Jesus, what He is teaching them, and seeing how they live out their love for Him.

I had the opportunity a couple months back to introduce you to Geeky and Sassy and Kacia + Robot. In the coming weeks and months, I'll be introducing you to some of my very favourite bloggers and photographers.

Today I'd like to introduce you to the lovely, beautiful, and exceptionally talented Mikaela Ruth of Mikaela Ruth Photography!

Whenever I go to her site, I feel as though I'm stepping into something beautiful. From her web design, to her incredible talent in photos, down to the words she uses to talk about her couples, she does it all with excellence and grace.

On her website, the words she chose to write about herself say:

I'm a world traveler, a Jesus follower, a newlywed, a wannabe chef, I'm a morning person, a coffee person, book clubber, list maker. And I'm a wedding photographer.

 Her words go on to tell about her love for red wine, stripes, and flowers (can you say girl after my own heart or what? 

I might have recently hosted a spots and stripes party just because I love spots and stripes!)

Anyways, Mikaela is sweet. The bar she has set in photography is high. I love her work.

As I read her posts I hear a lot of things. Mostly a heart that is truly grateful, a heart that is seeking to live well, and a heart that is doing what it was made to do. It's inspiring.

This is Mikaela.


Come see what she said in response to my silly questions! She was kind enough to share some of her photography.

What are three words you'd use to describe yourself?
creative, newlywed, indecisive

What's your favourite time of day?
Morning, when I have the entire day stretched out in front of me


What's your coffee order?
Tall, half-sweet coconut latte

When you go online, where do you typically go first?
My email account or Pinterest

How would you describe your blog?
My blog is a place where I get to share my current work, things I learn along the way, as well as give a peek into my own life.
What draws your closest to Jesus?
Regular time spent reading my Bible - sometimes I'll spend days just in one passage or couple chapters, letting the words really sink in, journaling as I go. That and time in prayer.

What's a verse that you're loving lately?
Philippians 4:5-7 
The Lord is at hand; do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

Wow. Don't you just want to go for coffee with her now? I know I do. I wanna try a coconut latte! Who am I kidding, I'd probably want an americano. 

Mikaela has a beautiful website. You should definitely check it out. She is on facebook, twitter, and her blog is INCREDIBLE. I honestly think her blog is my favourite photography blog. It's so whimsical.

Go give her some love!

Some of my favourite posts she's done are:

Two posts from her trip with her husband (who she always speaks of in the most kind way - their love is very beautiful). old Quebec city part one and part two


She's inspiring and lovely. This has been Mikaela. I like her and I've never met her - maybe someday.

That's the end of this Meet a Monday! I hope you enjoyed meeting Mikaela. 

If you've made it this far, you might as well comment and say hello so I can know you visited and take a meander over to wherever you are!

Take a look around here. There's a new blog design coming in the next few weeks (I know I've been saying that for a while, but this time I mean it).

Thanks for popping in.