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People like to talk about trauma like it’s only damage. Something to fix. Something to soften and soothe until it disappears. That’s incomplete. I wasn’t just hurt. I was trained. Not in a way I would have chosen. Not in a way I would ever recreate for my children. But training doesn’t stop being training…
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How I Learned to Redirect a Rebellious Spirit Toward Purpose There is a peculiar strength in a woman who refuses to conform. She is rarely loud, seldom fashionable in her convictions, and almost never understood by her peers. Yet history bends in subtle ways because of her. She does not follow the crowd. She builds…
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On the question of fear, ask yourself: I am seen by others? Does anyone care about my pain? I am known and seen by God. Isaiah 43 tells me, “Don’t be afraid. I saved you. I named you. You are mine. 2 When you have troubles, I am with you. When you cross rivers, you will…
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There is a peculiar kind of silence that settles in the spaces between what was and what will be. Not absence, but suspension. A corridor without doors. A train station at midnight. A life paused mid-sentence. These are the liminal spaces, and most people rush through them like fugitives. I have learned to stand still.…
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It seems a lot of the struggle in the Christian life comes down to one question: who is actually carrying the weight of change? A lot of people are trying to change themselves for God instead of letting God change them. Self-reliance says: I will fix myself. I will control myself. I will make myself…
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There are phases of life with Christ, and they do not look like what you expect. At first, everything feels big and loud and full of emotion. You feel called, inspired, changed overnight. You want to fix everything, learn everything, do everything. The world feels wide open. Then He starts narrowing you. Not to punish…
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Come into my home with me today, join me in my prayer life, and my daily reading. Welcome! A Jewel: If my life were not changed, I’d have nothing to write about. The truth: my life is forever changed. I should NOT be who I am. I am a walking, talking, breathing miracle of the…
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I have lived on the margins twice in my life, and from the outside I know it looks the same. That’s the strange part. Same distance from the center, same refusal to live the way everyone tells you to live, same sense of standing slightly outside the flow of things, watching instead of participating. But…
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Life has a way of breaking us into pieces we never thought we’d have to gather. Sometimes, we’re lost in the chaos, unsure of the next step. But there is a presence, constant and unwavering, waiting to hold us steady: God. When we root ourselves in a strong connection with Him, we find a strength…
