Author’s Note: I’ve written about faith that burns like fire. I’ve written truths that felt like prophecy in my bones. But on this day? My faith didn’t feel poetic. It felt tired. Heavy. Like trying to hold a conversation with God through a mouthful of water. This post isn’t me preaching. It’s me gasping. And… Continue reading God, I’m Drowning In Real Life – What Do You Mean “Come To Me”?
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The Crushing is Not The Curse
“We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed.” —2 Corinthians 4:8–9 If you’re feeling the heat right now— the kind that makes your bones ache and your lungs sting, your prayers turn to silence, and your hope feel like… Continue reading The Crushing is Not The Curse
The Curse And The Crown
They don’t tell you that having a sensitive soul can feel like bleeding quietly in a world that calls your wounds weakness. That it’s not just about feeling deeply—it’s about carrying pain that was never yours to begin with. It’s loving people who only knew how to take. It’s being the place everyone runs to… Continue reading The Curse And The Crown
The Gift Beyond The Grave
Before the dawn, before the stone was rolled, Love wrote a story the prophets foretold. Not with ink, but with crimson red, He bore the cross, where great mercy bled. The King of Heaven, clothed in grace, Chose the thorns, took my place. Each lash, each nail, each cry in pain— A ransom paid, our… Continue reading The Gift Beyond The Grave
5 YEARS CLEAN!!!!!! A War Story With No Hero, Just a Mother Who Refused to Die
I don’t talk about this part of my story much. Maybe because the scars still burn. Maybe because it was so dark, I didn’t think I’d make it back to the light. Maybe because I still remember what it felt like to want to die more than I wanted to breathe— Not because I didn’t… Continue reading 5 YEARS CLEAN!!!!!! A War Story With No Hero, Just a Mother Who Refused to Die
Letter to my Daughter on her Baptism Day
My precious Abby Girl, You’ve always known Him. Before you could talk in full sentences. Before you ever heard a sermon or sat in a Sunday school chair. Before anyone could explain “Jesus loves you” — you were already smiling up at the ceiling, babbling to someone I couldn’t see. And I see it now.… Continue reading Letter to my Daughter on her Baptism Day
She Didn’t Find Jesus in Church – He Found Her in the Silence
Sunday,, my daughter got baptized. Not because she was told to. Not because she hit the “age of accountability.” And certainly not because it checked a religious box. She got baptized because she knows her Savior — and she’s known Him for years. I need to say something, especially for those who’ve followed our story:… Continue reading She Didn’t Find Jesus in Church – He Found Her in the Silence
Dear God, Are You Still Listening
Sometimes the weight gets heavy, and I find myself reaching for something bigger than me — for comfort, for clarity, for peace.For me, that’s God. This letter isn’t here to preach or convince. It’s just one of those raw moments — where I let the quiet part of my soul speak, and maybe someone out… Continue reading Dear God, Are You Still Listening
Will Always Be My Reason
To my babies — There are days this world is heavy.There are nights I cry after you’ve fallen asleep, and mornings I have to choose — all over again — to get up and fight. But every time I do… it’s because of you.It’s always been you. I want you to know something, and I… Continue reading Will Always Be My Reason
The Light was Always inside you
There’s a version of you that survived everything that tried to break you.And guess what?You are living proof that light can grow in the darkest places. You’ve walked through seasons that treated you brutally. nights where your heart broke quietlywhile the world just kept spinning.But you’re still here.You’re still rising. Maybe you don’t have all… Continue reading The Light was Always inside you
Letters From the Edge 