ABOUT ME
A wife and mom of three. I love Jesus, but struggle to daily walk in the confidence of His love for me. Come along on this journey as I sweep out from under the rug of my heart all that has been covered up and buried beneath. It’s a painful but beautiful process of bringing to light past trauma and current battles to fully walk in the powerful story that God is writing for my GOOD and HIS glory. May it be an encouragement to others who feel unworthy and unseen.
I’m just a girl learning to let Jesus love and heal the broken parts of me. May He have all the pieces and all the glory.
But as for me, I will watch expectantly for the Lord; I will wait for the God of my salvation.
Micah 7:7
My God will hear me.
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My prayer is that my words would bring encouragement to anyone who feels weary or unseen. Sisters in Christ, together we journey on our paths through a broken world that is not our home. May we share our burdens and lighten one another’s load as we walk on, in a manner worthy of our calling until we finally see our Jesus face to face. If while reading any of my content, things resonate or you feel in need of prayer, please reach out. It would be an honor to know you and to pray for you.
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John 15:1-2 | “I am the true vine, and My Father is the vinedresser.2 Every branch in Me that does not bear fruit, He takes away; and every branch that bears fruit, He [a]prunes it so that it may bear more fruit. I have never been much of a plant person or gardener. Don’t get me wrong, I love the…
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I took myself to coffee today. Just me as I am. No fresh perspective on a younger version of myself. Just black leggings, oversized waffle knit shirt and messy bun me. Just the here and the now me. She’s worth it because man have we been through it. The dark cloud of a really big…
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Ephesians 6: 10-11 | 10 Finally, be strong in the Lord and in the strength of His might. 11 Put on the full armor of God, so that you will be able to stand firm against the schemes of the devil. For many these are familiar verses. Memories of children’s church coloring pages or paper crafts always come to mind as…
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I took my 8 year old self to coffee today … We sat down and giggled at how even at 8 I was such a lover of coffee. Grandma did that. I sat looking across the small table at me – a frizzy blonde haired little girl with green eyes shifting around the room. She…
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Growing up my family never had much. Actually, in all honesty we had very little. Grocery shopping meant counting change. As we walked down the aisles my job was to add the prices of the items we needed and correctly calculate the sales tax before we checked out at the register. This wasn’t a game…
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It’s early Sunday morning and I wake to her voice. She’s ready for church and has breakfast already made. The smell of gooey cinnamon rolls fills her home and I struggle to crawl out from under the handmade quilt on her bed. Her house is so safe, her bed so warm. Weekends at her house…
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