Meli's world

I wish I was at the point I could just write about being loving and kind all the time. Yet here I am again to tell you of how badly I handled myself in a situation. On Friday, my brother called me so that I could stop to buy him some Publix fried chicken he was craving since he was unable to drive that day. I picked up my kids and nephews and headed that way. Right after making a pit stop to deliver my neighbor some flowers  since she had recently been discharged from the hospital. Kindness was my mission. We stopped at our local grocery store which never fails to have hot chicken ready. Yet to my surprise they only had rotisserie, not what my brother wanted. I asked the lady behind the counter as her and a co worker were loading the fryer and changing the filter and she replied it would only be 20 minutes until the fried chicken would be ready to go. At my brother's request, I waited. All 3 kids and I would stroll the aisles after a stop at the water fountain and...

Hello!!! Its been a while....again!!! I seemed to be the losing the passion to write that I had back in 2014. And I had to ask myself why? Why is it that 3 years ago when I started my sole mission was to encourage others in their walk or point them through Christ using my experiences and testimony..... And now I sometimes believe the lies that say I have to live this perfect life before I can share with anyone. The lie that tells me my experiences do not matter or that I am not in a higher position then anyone to be speaking into their lives. The lie that tells me I am not a good mother or wife or even Christian so what I say does not matter...... and what lies they are!!! I took a spiritual gifts test a couple weeks ago as part of a connect group at my church, and my top response was exhortation. This is what it means::: And it hit me. I was convicted immediately..... my blog mission and vision was always to do exactly that. And yet lately I had decided I either d...

yes But. My big But... maybe not one but many over and over again. Today I turn 26 years old, and if you have wondered why I haven't written much in the past couple of weeks, its because I have something that i have been working on. Something I need to tackle. Something I need to conquer. Its funny how something that's never bothered me much at all could have crept up on me and affected me so much with one step on the scale. My weight is out of control and I need to stop it, before it stops me. I have struggled with weight issues, body image and just being used to being called "thick" and "big" since I was in middle school. Problem back then was that I wasn't big.  I was bigger than most girls I went to school with and my sister, but looking back to how much i weighed, i was not overweight. My problem started then. I had a family who I don't think meant any harm but would always tell me  I was big, I was gaining weight, I had big thighs...etc...