I met him when I was 18 years old. Started dating him at 19. Knew I was going to spend the rest of my life with him at 20. Engaged & married to him at 22. Became the mother to his child at 27. Side by side at 28. Just a little wiser. More sure…Read More
Confession: I butt heads with my mom. I can be particular and independent, she is passionate and involved. We’re both fiery, in our own ways, and stubborn. The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. We don’t hit conflict often, but when we do it’s heavy, hurtful and hard for us both. Yet here’s the…Read More
The past two weeks have been particularly tough ones for my momma heart as I’ve left my girl each day to go to work. The weekends go too fast and the evenings feel like a whirlwind from the moment I walk in the door until I lay my baby down to sleep. I know God…Read More
Tell the story of the mountains you climbed. Your words could be a page in someone else’s survival guide.
Morgan Harper Nichols
Whom have I in heaven but you?Psalm 75:25-26 NIV
And earth has nothing I desire besides you.
My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
At a dinner with friends I was thoughtfully asked the question “How have you seen Jesus this year?” And one word immediately popped into my mind. Provision. Jesus has shown me himself as Jehovah-Jireh in the most tangible and real of ways. And has done so in a year where by the merit of “works”…Read More
“We cannot seek God’s glory and our own at the same time. If any part of our heart is divided, seeking to win rather than seeking to wonder at His goodness, let’s quit right now.” – Jess Connolly, Go & Tell Gals Podcast This morning I was listening to a podcast by one of my…Read More
Earlier this week I was on a walk with a dear friend who opened up about hurt she had felt (unintentionally) at the hand of someone else. The expression of someone else’s hopes that collided with her own reality left her feeling tender, raw and a little bit heated to the injustices of the expectations…Read More
We’ve heard it so often before. Where we categorize the talents and status of others based on another human. Beyonce has become as much an adjective as she is a noun. We keep up with the Kardashians and benchmark others off of them… and there are so many of them. No one can enjoy home…Read More
Some women are lost in the fire. Some women are built from it. If we’re made of fire, let’s go back in and pull out our sisters.