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Hey guys! Thanks for stopping by my site. I’m sorry that it’s currently a jumbled mess!! I promise that it is currently under construction. I’m hoping to relaunch the site in November, so please check back in a few weeks. Expect some of the same content as before, as well as some new features… like videos!

See y’all soon,

The Struggle

I have been struggling lately – I can’t seem to focus – and that bothers me.

(Photo credit)

There are too many distractions. I can’t even sit and read a book anymore without my mind wandering to 1,000 places. I fight through prayer because I start thinking of other things that I need to do when I’m done. I have even stopped my Bible study homework to write this blog. Why? Why have I become the person who constantly has to be connected? I’m sure technology, social media, and the way society has adapted to it plays a big part in it. But I am curious if there is an underlying factor that I am refusing to address? Perhaps I’ve spent so many years being so involved in things that I’ve lost all ability to just sit and think? Is there a reason I’ve been so busy? What are my intentions… with anything that I am doing?

I am becoming frustrated with all of the projects that I start, and never seem to finish. I am annoyed that I can’t balance things in my life anymore. I am bothered by my lack of motivation because I’m overwhelmed with… well, everything. I can’t even be productive when I am home now because I have become too accustomed to being on the go.

I need a vacation. I need silence from the every-day chaos. I want to find the old, pre-Facebook, multitasking, creative, carefree me. I want to give 100% to my life again, instead of giving 1% to 100 things and 0% to me. I want a schedule that allows flexibility. I don’t want to pencil in “a workout if I feel like it.” I want a run to be part of my daily activity. I want things like my hobbies to be who I am again, without me blocking off a measly hour on my calendar to do things I enjoy. (Before anyone reads the previous as selfish, let me reiterate that volunteering and helping others are hobbies of mine… but I need to regain control over them being a hobby and not an expectation.)

And I want need my primary focus to be on God. I want to be able to stop what I am doing and immediately find Him. I need my brain to chill out and allow me to sync up spiritually at any second. I crave this more than anything. I have turned into Martha, distracted with much serving, now anxious and troubled, and it is keeping me from just being still before the LORD.

I wish I had an easy solution. My first thought is to kill all of  my social media accounts. I no longer use Google + (like I ever really did) and I have backed off of Twitter considerably. Facebook and Instagram seem to be the two thorns in my side right now. I’m seriously considering removing the Facebook app from my phone. I should probably consider removing Instagram and Amazon too. I need to actually turn this computer off from time to time. And I certainly need to stop being so physically involved in so much.

I can’t help but wonder… if I am feeling these things, how many of you reading this are overwhelmed too? Maybe I was lead to stop my Bible study and post this blog because one of you is struggling too. Are you having trouble focusing? Do you feel like your life is consumed with urgent things, but not necessarily important things? Let’s seek the LORD while he may be found (Isaiah 55:6) and pray for one another to be still (Psalm 46:10) and focus on Him. Let’s re-evaluate our priorities to make sure that we are living the life God intended for us; a life of peace and patience… not busyness and frustration.

I read a blog that said, “Our natural tendencies are pedal to the medal, full speed ahead. But in His Word, God is instructing us to put on brakes and be still. Being still before God is not inactivity, it is wisdom.When we sit still and trust God, it will silence the enemy as he knows God is our rescue.” It’s time to stop struggling.

Heavenly Father,
I ask that you help those of us who are struggling with focus to direct our attention to You. Please give us discernment in our daily lives so that things like television, internet, work, sports, volunteering, etc. will no longer consume our time from You. Let us be still, LORD, so that You may reveal Yourself to us and we will know You more.


Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly. (Matthew 11:28-30, The Message)



In May 2011, my friends ask me to join them in creating a nonprofit organization. Over the past three years; we developed a business plan, came up with a name, designed a logo, built a website, promoted the mission, founded our Board of Directors, and more. We are a young group, eager to help break the cycle of poverty in Haiti.

So you can probably understand that frustration we encountered after applying for our 501c3 tax exempt status. It took Ginny and myself a month (literally) to draw up bylaws and fill out all of the application forms to submit to the IRS. We mailed our packet to the US government in October 2012, and anxiously awaited our fate.

and waited.

and waited..

and waited…

The IRS website showed little movement in approvals because of sequesters, changes in procedures, and an over-abundance of applications. As a matter of fact, in October 2013, the government’s website showed April 2012 as the date they were currently reviewing. One year later, and we were still six months away from being reviewed. We anticipated our results, but knew that we had to be patient.

To our surprise, we received a package in the mail late last month. It was our 501c3 paperwork. We were approved! As of January 30, 2014, Invest Hope is a tax-exempt nonprofit. We were not expecting results for at least Fall of this year. I almost cried… because I’m a sap like that. Haha.

To learn more about our mission, I invite you to head over to our website,
We strive to offer Haitians a hand up, not a hand out, which empowers them to promote change among themselves.

I plan to use this Haiti page on my personal website to showcase things like programs, fundraisers, and photos that I have taken in Haiti.

School Match Savings Program

Aryson - School Match Savings

Want to know how to help Aryson become a mechanic? Consider making a donation to Invest Hope’s School Match Savings Program. When his parents deposit $50US into our program, we will match that amount! $100US will pay for Aryson to attend school for one year. The more education Aryson can receive as a child, the better chance he will have of accomplishing his dream.

Please click the link above to learn more about how you can invest hope in Aryson’s future, and the future of the other 35 children in our program!


It has been nearly 5 months since my last post. I went through a period of guilt for not blogging regularly, but then I realized that there is no real rule to blogging. And sometimes…. real life happens!

That’s what I’ve been up to; living life offline. That isn’t to say that having a blog, or tweeting, or YouTube-ing isn’t life – or that it is bad. It isn’t, and I don’t want my statement to sound negative. I love my online life! I had just been devoting too much time to it, and had been forgetting to embrace things away from the computer or iPhone.

What helped force me away from social media a while was the job promotion I received shortly after my last post in October. It was not expected, and literally came out of the blue. It is best explained as divine intervention. I don’t think I even realized what my heart desired, so the promotion was proof that God always does. I must admit, the promotion was a bit more than I was mentally prepared for. It took me a little while to adjust to my new responsibilities and the higher expectations that came along with it.

Before I knew it, Thanksgiving was over and Christmas had hit me in the face. I hadn’t made time for any of my annual traditions, so I scrambled to do what I could in the short time I had. I was still running, and training for the Run, Run Rudolph 5K. Anyone who knows me, knows winter is my least favorite season. I started to pout about the cold temps, and well… by the time 2014 was here, I was ready to join the bears in hibernation.

So here I am, the day after the worst ice storm we’ve had in a while in the Piedmont Triad of North Carolina, trying to find a healthy balance between being plugged into, and living away from technology. I hope to start blogging more regularly again. And hopefully, my friends will join back in with some new On A Mission fun!

In the meantime, check out my Haiti tab. I will finally be adding my first post to that page today.

As always, thanks for stopping by!!

Quick & Easy Homemade Pizza with Sausage

I am usually a follow-the-recipe-exactly kind of girl. The first thing I learned to make as a kid was homemade brownies, and to this day I still have to reference my hand-written recipe to ensure I don’t miss an ingredient. It isn’t that I’m THAT bad in the kitchen. It’s just that I have so much other stuff in my brain, I limit the data I attempt to store in there. (That sounds like a good excuse, right? haha)

It isn’t often that I will alter a recipe, but it is extremely rare that I attempt my own concoctions. My brother, who could seriously be a very successful chef if he chose to be, can create ANY dish at ANY time with ANY ingredients. It blows my mind! And everything he makes turns out incredible. Me? I follow the recipe and it gets eaten.

So, I’m not sure why I decided at 6:00 this morning that I would attempt a homemade pizza recipe on the fly, with ingredients I randomly grabbed from my refrigerator. This was a pretty big adventure for me! Here’s are the items I put together:

- A can of biscuits
- Sausage
- An open jar of marinara sauce
- Shredded mozzarella cheese
- Pepperoni
- Onion
- Green Pepper
- Pesto

I also grabbed a clove of garlic and the olive oil from the pantry.

And… this is what went down:

I turned the oven to 375 degrees. I brushed olive oil onto my pizza stone. (Just enough to cover the bottom.) I opened my reduced-fat can of biscuits (5-count) and arranged them on the pizza stone so that they could be rolled out into a crust. If you do not have a rolling pin, the side of a large cup will work. I chose to only roll the dough minimally in an effort to create a thicker crust. If you prefer a thinner crust, continue to roll it to your likeness or maybe consider using crescent rolls as an alternative. Then I sat that aside.

In a pan, I browned about 1/3 lb of pork sausage. Turkey sausage can be used as a leaner option. As the sausage browned, I diced the onion, green pepper, and garlic. (Of course, I didn’t measure the final amount. If I had to guess, I would say it was 1/4 cup combined.) I added it to the sausage, along with a tablespoon of pesto, until the the sausage was fully cooked. Don’t forget to drain the excess grease from the sausage. I generally place a couple of paper towels into the bottom of a colander for this.

For the next step, I measured (1/2 cup) and spread the marinara sauce over the canned biscuits. I then added the sausage mixture, and topped the pizza with 1/2 cup of shredded mozzarella cheese and pepperoni. I popped the pizza into the oven, and 20 minutes later… it was done!

Cut into 6 equal pieces, a slice contains about 205 calories. I chose to cut the pizza into 8 slices which resulted in 160 calorie servings. The slice, when paired with a hearty salad, makes the perfect combination for lunch or a light dinner.

Quick. Easy. Delicious!

The Perfect Amount of Salt

 You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled underfoot. – Matthew 5:13

As Christians, we are called to be salt of the earth. What exactly does that mean? It actually has multiple meanings. One purpose of salt is preservation. It can actually keep food, especially meat, from spoiling. Believers in Christ are preservatives to the world. They help keep the world good in an ungodly society corrupted by sin. Another purpose of salt is to enhance the flavor. Christians also “enhance” the flavor of life in the world by living obediently to Christ. This influences the world in a positive way. Essentially, followers of Christ are supposed to be honest, peaceful, ministers to the needy, and share the love of the Lord. We’re supposed to do this behind the scenes, never calling attention to ourselves. Salty is not showy.

I have been unbelievably salty this week, but not-so-much in the above Christian context. Salt can have a negative taste if it isn’t used sparingly. And if too much salt is consumed, it can have lasting side effects like high blood pressure and fluid retention. I have been abundantly honest to the world this week, and it (what is supposed to be positive) may be leaving a bad taste in the mouths of those who have encountered my seasoning.

Have you ever wanted to tell someone the truth, but felt like you should sugar-coat it in order to protect their feelings? There are instances when someone needs to hear the softer version. Usually, when I share the truth, give advice, or contribute my opinion, I do it in a sweet manner. However, some situations require a less sugary delivery. That’s not to say that raw, honest truth has to be harsh… but pouring it out in excess can be as nasty as emptying the entire salt shaker on one french fry. And that much salt – well – it draws attention to itself.

I think someone has mixed up the granules in my metaphorical kitchen this week. Yes… I believe there is salt in my sugar bowl. In the past three days, friends and family have asked me questions or vented their concerns, and I have been brutally honest to the point of hypernatremia! [That's the medical term for an elevated level of sodium, otherwise known as someone having too much salt.] I am still sharing truth and giving advice solely out of love for them, but my delivery may be a bit cold and unwelcoming.

So my question is, what is the perfect amount of salt? Is there a good way to balance it with sugar? Am I being disobedient by sugar-coating the truth? Is it the responsibility of a Christian to be as salty as needed? Or is it possible to be too seasoned? I don’t want to lose my saltiness. I want to continue to preserve and enhance everyone that I meet. But I also don’t want to be so salty that I have lasting negative side effects. Please comment with your thoughts.


It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for someone who is rich to enter the kingdom of God. – Mark 10:25

My heart hurts. I’m disgusted. And I am frustrated. 

I can’t even collect my thoughts, so I probably shouldn’t attempt to blog right now. If I type what I am thinking, I am certain I will offend someone. That isn’t my intention, but it may happen.

Tomorrow marks the end of my second week of The 7 Experiment and it has already impacted my life tremendously. There is something significant about praying the “less of me and my junk” prayer daily. I am seeing clearly how greedy our country is. I have always questioned things like: Why are actors, musicians, and athletes paid ridiculously large salaries while other careers, like paramedics or public school teachers, barely average $40,000 in some states? I have never understood why it is okay for a presidential candidate to spend millions of dollars on campaign ads, while telling voters that they spend money wisely. I have even asked friends who wanted to buy me gifts (for birthday, Christmas, or whatever) to save their money or – if they insisted on spending – donate to a charity in my honor. They would still get the tax deduction, and I would be extremely humbled by the thought. *Note: Only two friends complied to my request and it only lasted one Christmas. This was my mentality pre-7.

Post 7, in the midst of the experiment, I am now becoming a bit radical. My thoughts are being consumed by people in need, and my heart cries out for them. I am more conscious of areas in my life that I want (read: NEED) to change and I am nauseated that I have felt called to change but was never obedient. And I am appalled at the number of people who are walking around, unaware of the excess in which they live. It truly annoys me now.

The average cost of a wedding in the US is $28,400. Why? Statistics show 50% of marriages end in divorce. I’m guessing a lot of those divorces end because of financial strains. So $28K for a wedding doesn’t seem like a very good investment. Elaborate vacations. Expensive cars. Closets full of name-brand clothes. Ginormous houses. What are they all for? People in the US live above their means, period. Those same people often complain that they are “broke” when in fact they’re just in debt, trying to buy a social status or get something they think they “deserve”.

Will we ever learn (and accept) that our value is not in anything of this earth? God has made us invaluable. We are priceless. So why do so many of us worry that someone isn’t going to like us because we drive a modest car? Or why do we immediately scrutinize a person because they’re not wearing the latest name-brand styles. This form of judgement and discremination needs to stop! We’ve got to stop making ourselves feel better because we’re carrying $200 purses. In the same, we have to stop putting ourselves down because we don’t live in a 3,000 sq ft home.

How many times have you walked into your kitchen, gazed into your refrigerator (after going to the grocery store), and said “I have nothing to eat.” I am guilty. It isn’t that we don’t have food. It is that we don’t have what we want readily available. But friends, if we have a pantry full of food and our neighbors have nothing to eat, there is something wrong with how we are thinking!

Please God, continue to burden me with this. I want to see people through your eyes. I want to look beyond labels and finances. I want to have compassion for those in need. I want to be more conscious of what I have and what I can do without. I need less of me and my junk and more of You and Your kingdom.


Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. – Matthew 6:19-21

Baked Sweet Potato Chips

1 large uncooked sweet potato(es), peeled
2 tsp vegetable oil
1/8 tsp table salt, or to taste


  • Preheat oven to 400ºF. Spray 2 baking sheets with cooking spray.
  • Thinly slice potatoes in a food processor or by hand; they should be no more than 1/8-inch thick.

Arrange slices on baking sheets so they don’t overlap. Brush with oil and sprinkle with salt. Bake chips until they begin to lightly brown, about 15 minutes. Cool on a rack and serve.

Recipe from

Lee Haskins


In the first 50 years of my life I have learned who I am, raised children, struggled through a hard life, and most importantly, learned to depend and trust in Jesus Christ along the way. I hope to live the rest of my life writing about my journey and how God has helped me through it. I am in my third marriage for over 23 years now! My husband had four kids, I had two, and we had one together, giving us a total of seven different personalities to learn to adapt to. God kept us together and our kids are raised now. We have eleven grand kids thus far (and counting). I have had many drama filled years with hardships and challenges but learned from each of them. Most importantly, I’ve learned that God was with me through each one. I hope to inspire others to look to God for guidance and to trust in Him. The world has truly abused me but my God held my hand through it all or I could not have made it thus far. He was my strength to endure and I have learned so much along the way. I feel God wants for me to write and give Him the glory for my journey through this world. I hope to show others how much He has done for me and perhaps help others to see things a little differently. My hard roads have taught me to do that. I love to travel and see and do new things with my husband. I enjoy arts and crafts, photography, and of course writing. I love helping others and making a difference in someone else’s life.