Fall weekends are some of the best. Campouts at the family cabin, pancakes around the campfire, a fun + fancy wedding with friends and family, afternoon apple picking with my only niece and two sweet nephews.
I can overthink everything and find a million ways to doubt myself. But I’ve come to realize that we’re only here briefly. And while I’m here, I want to allow myself joy. To remember that life is not about me. To live in the beauty of simplicity. In Christ.
