“Ugh, I hate that word.”
My twentysomething friend’s nose wrinkled at the mention of the word “Millennial,” as if it reeked of dog breath and gym socks.
“Why don’t you like it?” I asked.
“Because it’s so negative — and it’s not ME. I am none of those things.”
“Those things” include the stereotypical traits of a Millennial: Continue reading “‘Don’t call me a Millennial’: How to stop stereotyping young people”
“Jan. 21, 6 pm, my house. Tacos.”
This is what I texted a few twenty-something single ladies with the heartfelt hope at least one of them would actually show up.
After more than a year of feeling the Lord prod me to do more ministry for twenty-somethings and then proceeding to wonder if He was for-real serious, the day had finally come.
I told the few ladies I knew the date and time, and I told myself to leave the rest up to God.
Easier said than done. No bigger ball of nerves has existed than me on Jan. 21. Even after setting the date, I fretted if I should do this.
ACTUAL fears that plagued me: Continue reading “If you’re scared, you’re ready”
So where were we?
Oh, yes. Last we spoke, I had returned from a month-long break from blogging and social media to focus more time in worship, and I said God had revealed a new vision for my writing life.
For those who question the sanity of anyone who says God reveals things to them, please know I once shared your line of thinking. I also once questioned the sanity of anyone who loved coffee. That was before caramel macchiatos came into my life.
We all have our maturing to do.
In my last post, I promised to share with you this new vision God laid out for me. I am a woman of my word, so put on your listening ears. Continue reading “The choice I should have made a long time ago”
Uncage My Brave turns three months this week. Still a newborn.
People ask me a lot about how many copies I’ve sold or some derivative question. I tell them all the same answer: I’m happy with the sales.
My only real sales goal was to recoup any expenses I incurred in the publishing process, and maybe a few extra bones to pay for some iced coffees. THIS goal was met in the first month, thank you, God. Continue reading “The reason I don’t care (that much) about my book sales”
Carrie Flener felt something was missing. With her youngest child entering preschool, she sensed God was nudging her to do something in addition to mom duties. However, after being a stay-at-home mom for the previous 9 years and having moved several times because of her husband’s job in television news, she knew her resume would not open many career doors in the traditional way.
A self-starter, she had run an Etsy shop for a time while her kids were little, as well as an in-home bread business for a season. She enjoyed the flexibility the ventures had offered, and she entertained the notion of starting her own business, though no idea stood out to her.
“I longed for more, but wasn’t sure what that looked like,” she said. Continue reading “When God nudges you to new: The birth of ETCH with Carrie Flener”