Today I want to share the story behind my word for this new year. I was driving to Nashville on a Sunday afternoon in mid December. Solo road trips are the best time to breathe, renew, pray, and think. It is a time I am completely alone and all I can do is focus on the road and be open to whatever God has for me in that moment. I-65 was a breeze with barely any cars, but the time was expectant. I did not know what I was looking for, but I knew somehow God had something to show me on the road. 


    Happy 2019, friends! I wanted to kick off the year sharing a story with you – – something I always love to do. Grab some coffee and pull up a seat! I spent the beginning days of this new year with my family soaking up all that good tropical sun. We traded in our sweaters for swim suits (insert glowing skin here…ha!) We were ready for an adventure! Little did we know, our adventure would turn into our very own episode of the Amazing Race. Extremely delayed flights led to us missing our connecting flight. That’s right folks, we almost missed the boat…


    In this Christmas season, I have been busy like every other human – running here and there in a holiday frenzy of joy mixed with pure craziness. Through finishing fall of senior year final exams, moving out of the dorm, working 2 Christmas markets, mailing out online orders, and everything in between, I found rest in reading Annie F. Down’s newest book, Remember God. (If you need a Christmas break read, RUN and order it!) Spoiler alert…On the very last page of the book, Annie wrote about the day of Epiphany – January 6th – when the wise men made it to Bethlehem to meet baby Jesus.


    “Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.” -1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 The pastor at my church unpacked this verse yesterday. It never ceases to amaze me that God sends the words our hearts need most exactly when we need it–whether we want to admit it or not.


    Hey college gal – this Winnefred Writes is for you. It’s crazy to be walking into my last year of college, and lemme tell ya – it’s flying by! There have been exciting opportunities, immense joy, mysterious sickness, and fear of the unknown all wrapped up in one semester. In the midst of it all, God is ever faithful.

    Two of my most feared words as a business owner are lost packages. If you’re like me and thrive off of tracking packages online as they are mailed, then these words are definitely not something you’d want to hear. I find so much excitement in watching my package’s journey from point A to my doorstep.  It reminds me how much goes into the smallest things just to reach me–then I’m reminded of God’s love and pursuit in the shape of a cardboard box.  I’m always sending and receiving mail. It’s routine and familiar and usually easy–that is, until something goes wrong.

    Ever since I was a little girl I have been writing and sharing stories. I filled up page after page with my elementary school handwriting the very figments of my imagination. Creating stories was a way to get my thoughts on paper in and give words to the pictures I was drawing. I still write today, and yesterday I saw firsthand the beauty of sharing stories beyond our own. It sparked an idea to start telling more stories through Winnefred Austin.