Hi my name is Whitney and I have an obsession.

An obsession with taking pictures of my feet.

Not only is it a real thing but its a super popular trend on social media. I was researching and found an article from 2010 explaining the trend. Haha I have to admit, honestly, ever since I got a camera phone I have snapped an embarrassing amount of pictures of my feet. Whether it be my cute shoes, the new pedicure or the cool lighting, the pictures were taken, saved and probably published on Instagram. I am one of those.

Did you know that the first recorded Instagram foot picture was posted in 2007? Yeah, me neither. Side note: the picture included only one foot in a ‘dad’ sandal paired with a little pup. hmmm weird.

But all that to say that this obsession has a new importance, far more interesting than displaying the cute shoes I was rocking or the coolness of my downward perspective.

The other night I was walking in my parents neighborhood…well country roads that are poorly paved and scary to walk on at times because cars drive like they are qualifying for Nascar. Anyways, the other night I was walking and there was a complete silence in everything around me, the only sound I heard was the soles of my Nikes as I walked on the paved road and in that still moment there was an immediate comfort and calming that ran through my soul.

It was different. But it was good.

It was the sound of movement, a constant movement.

A constant movement that I was in control of.

A constant moment paired with stillness and peace.

In this still and quiet moment, what was probably only 2 miliseconds, I so vividly remember the Lord showing me that He is my constant peace, my constant stillness and constant comfort even when I am constantly moving. As humans it is movement that allows for us to live our lives, it is movement that brings people together and new experiences to be enjoyed. It is movement in our commutes, the kid runs, the travels, the day to day errands, our life is constantly in movement.

Movement is the one term that I would use to define my current life situation.  I find myself in the largest transition I could have imagined at my age, even more than dropping out of school my freshman year and moving 18 hours away, and I sometimes worry that I will make the wrong decision or miss some direction God is speaking to me. But just as I heard the sound of my shoes on the pavement, against all other sounds that were fighting for my attention (the neighbors donkey, the kiddo running around half naked, the barking dogs, and the Nascar trainees) all I could focus on was the sound that my shoes made.

And in what I call the Great Life Transition of 2018, all I can focus on is my Father’s voice.

Its insane to think that His voice can truly be the anchor in your life. Everything else is so tiny compared to Him. Can you imagine a life where everything that burdens you can be drowned out and erased from your sight?

The power to experience this and life this way lies in us, our focus. God welcomes us to walk through life with Him and extends His grace for us to step into this way of life, but we have to make that decision.

The best way to explain is with actual items that worry you. For instance, finances. If your vision is so focused on your financial obligations or situations then those situations are going to look far grander than your God but if God is kept at the center of your vision, then you’ll understand that those financial situations are far smaller than the God you serve. It is all about perspective.

There’s a song called ‘You Know My Name’ and in the last couple of weeks I have literally lost my voice sining it. I just couldn’t stop singing the truthful and life bringing lyrics,  “and oh, how you comfort me, and oh, how you counsel me, yet it still amazes me that I am your friend”. My spirit was further ahead of my brain, I didn’t realize the impact that those lyrics had in my heart until this still moment with the Lord.

It is my prayer that wherever you are and whatever stage of life you are in, that you would know Father God as your friend. The one that brings counsel and comfort to your questions and your heart. John 15:15 says that we are no longer salves, but called friends of God. I don’t know about you but I treasure my friends. I serve them and love them to the best of my ability and I always want to make sure they are okay and comforted if something is trying to steal their peace. Think of your best friend, or your tribe of people, and see how vastly you love and serve them, then multiply it by 18,000 and know that God is so eager to cheer you on and cheer you up. He literally has sent His Holy Spirit from the heavens to inhabit you, teach you, counsel and comfort you.

Here are just a few of the shoe shots I have taken in the last six months.


Now instead of thinking how weird I am to think shoe shots are the cutest, I now look at them, take them and smile remembering that God spoke to me through my old pair of Nikes. 

Lovelies, in the same manner that the Lord quieted all my surroundings to remind me of the peace He brings in every aspect of my life, I ask that He silence all the noises that are trying to steal your focus away from Him and what He has to tell you. May we be a people that listen to Him more than we listen to the world.

You are loved-


When he doesn’t reply…

We have all been there, in that place when messaging that “could be special one” and the reply seems to get caught up in the cyber cloud and never actually appears on your phone. Your mind immediately goes from zero to eighty in no time and then the fear pops up with a side of anxiety.

“Did I say something wrong?”

“Is he over me already?”

“Maybe I’m not interesting enough?”

“Oh he’s just busy. He’ll reply tomorrow.”

Then tomorrow comes and goes and there is still no reply.

“Oh, he is just taking a social media break.”

“He’s just busy with a big work project.”

The checking of your phone multiplies from twice a day to once an hour. You make sure to check every social media profile..just in case. But honey, it isn’t coming. The story lines that you have been filling your imagination with are not the case.  He isn’t too busy to reply and he isn’t on a huge work project. Actually, he just decided not to reply for reasons that you will never know because #1 you are not a man, and #2 you are not a man.

I know its frustrating. I know it may even be painful.

Trust me, I understand and I’ve been in that exact place. Really I have, and more recently then I’d like to admit.

But it is time to uncover the real issue that it troubling your heart. It isn’t that this one guy didn’t respond (even if you do feel like this is the end of your world), the real issue at hand is that your heart hurts and needs attention. But not the attention of any man, the attention of your Father.

It is prime time that you, precious one, understand that the lack of reply from him, in NO way means that you are not worthy or not valued. 

His lack of reply merely means that he didn’t want to reply. This decision on his part is his business. Our business is to respond in our hearts accordingly. We must understand why this simple and small thing is causing so much pain. The probability of it being because he didn’t reply is maybe 2%. However, the hurt stemming from a lifetime of rejection, a false identity or even just lies you have unknowingly believed for far too long, now that sounds more likely.

Our hurt, our frustration, all of those things are the side effects. The reality is, if this guy didn’t reply to your message, he probably isn’t worth your time (not to knock you guys reading this) because I know that you’d probably want a guy that was interested in you and if he is interested  then he will initiate, he will reply, and he will pursue conversation with you. Because you pursue the things you like.

For me, in my most recent encounter of said feelings, I didn’t like where my head was taking me so I stopped and I asked the Father to speak and reveal where my heart was at. My hurt wasn’t from this guy and his lack of reply. My hurt was rooted from never having my voice heard or valued growing up and that issue was just highlighted by this situation.

I had just made some silly grammar error but my insecurity in what I had to say led me to immediately doubt myself and my words, “if you had only proof read the message Whitney” or “if you would have said something else then …”, but the reality is I am silly and I misspell and misspeak and that’s just me.

Who knows, he may just write me in a year or two or maybe not at all. But it is our place as women to respond and I want to be a woman that responds correctly, that seeks inwardly before coming to my decisions.

In 1 Kings chapter 3, we read about Solomon and his prayer for wisdom. In this chapter we see Solomon take a back seat to his own fleshly desires and ask the Lord for the Lord’s wisdom and understanding in governing the people. God’s response to this greatly encouraged me.

It pleased the Lord that Solomon had asked this. -verse 10

God’s response was the best that could have ever been. Not only did God bask in pleasure of Solomon asking for such things, but God also gave Solomon what he asked for and more. God is the God of abundance. God gave Solomon not only the wisdom and the understanding on how to apply the wisdom, but also the desires that Solomon didn’t ask for. Riches, honor and long life, what more could a king ask for.

God is pleased when we go to Him for counsel. For life, for relationships, for transition, He is so in love with us that it only pleases Him more the more we turn to Him rather ourselves or the world.


My friend, I pray that the Father brings understanding to your heart about your feelings. That the next time a lack of reply results in no head spin but a feeling of relief that you are in a better place now then you were before. The Lord is good to guide us and eager to help us in our daily life. He isn’t a God that only wants to answer the big things, but He also just wants to walk the journey of life with you.

Often the desire to know is in direct opposition to the desire to trust. – Pastor Chris Hodges

May we be women that trust.




NOLA, Annual Trip Review

Every year the tradition is for us grandkids to hit the road to visit our grandparents for a few days. The month always changes but whenever the schedule allows my kid brother and I pack up the car and make the drive to New Orleans.

This year the schedule allowed for a post Christmas road trip and as tradition goes, we packed up the car, got a ton of caffeine in us and hit the pavement with pe

Firstly we passed this super high and scary bridge, no clue where it was because we all know we’ve become GPS dependent but my little brother caught this awesome shot so I just have to share it.


Once we finally got to the house the grandparents showed us their “new bikes”. New being used super freely being that the bikes were fished out of the dumpster. (retirement life I guess haha).


Needed some last minute stuff so we headed to CVS, yes we brought the bikes inside the store for safe keeping and let me tell ya… those CVS workers thought we were mad riding bikes, much less storing them by their makeup aisle! We also ran into a little crawdad and had to take touristy pictures even though we know the town like its our own. Continue reading

For Grins and Giggles

We all played this game back in school, usually in an attempt to flirt with some crush on the bus or cafeteria. Me, being the relational being that I am, absolutely adore this little game because you are constantly in a state of learning something new about the person you are interacting with. So here we go, 20 Questions with Whit Continue reading