My name is Danielle but I have been called many other things: Danni, Scooter, Smiley, Dan, Dan the Man, Weird, Strange, and I think my parents may have called me cool, once.
I was born and raised in the mitten of the world and do own copious amounts of grandma knit mittens that are very much required for cold, Michigan winters.
I live for adrenaline pumping adventures and often do things that most people would find to be plain ol’ stupid. I tend to combine all of my foods that most (all) people would find to be disgusting or strange. I live for black on black coffee and am obsessed with my two dachshunds (wiener dogs); Teddy and Noah. Oh, and thrifting is essentially the only way that I buy things (and I often buy way more than I need to).
I have 3 very beautiful, strong best friends in my life and that is all I’ll ever need. Quality over quantity.
I call my parents more than once a week and probably call them more than I genuinely need too but I love them more than they will ever understand. I have one sibling and she is a radiant, confident woman whom I deeply love. We definitely did not always get along as well as we do now (once I bit her in the back and made her bleed) but boy am I glad to have that woman in my life.
I have no such background in writing and honestly, I despise writing papers for my college classes. But, those are totally different because here, here I can be myself and so can you. College papers require a facade. A paper that is emotionless, perfect, and written exactly to the professor’s standards. This blog? It’s real. It’s imperfect. It’s going to have typos. It’s going to have improper grammar. It’s going to get dirty. It’s going to be full of truth and it’s not going to fit the standards of this world. But that is who I am. I am imperfect, I am messy, I make mistakes, I struggle, I lose sight of the real purpose, and I often fail to correct my mistakes. Although we are not called to be perfect or align with this world or our college professors, we are called to be different and we are called to be bold.
Please understand that I am no different than you but I have often been told, vulnerability breeds vulnerability.
“And so it was with me, brothers and sisters. When I came to you, I did not come with eloquence or human wisdom as I proclaimed to you the testimony about God. 2 For I resolved to know nothing while I was with you except Jesus Christ and him crucified. 3 I came to you in weakness with great fear and trembling. 4 My message and my preaching were not with wise and persuasive words, but with a demonstration of the Spirit’s power, 5 so that your faith might not rest on human wisdom, but on God’s power.”
1 Corinthians 2:1-5
Live in fear of the Lord. Keep Him a constant and remember, you are NOT alone. Someone else is struggling just as you are and you can bet your bottom dollar, we’ve all battled something. Stop relying on your own self, your flesh, and this world. Start trusting in the spirit and live fearlessly, ya’ll.