We talk a lot about breaking cycles these days — generational trauma, toxic mindsets, systemic harm. And we should. Naming what shaped us is holy…
Glimpses of a Life Wrecked with Grace
We talk a lot about breaking cycles these days — generational trauma, toxic mindsets, systemic harm. And we should. Naming what shaped us is holy…
My Calm Doesn’t Come Easy Calm doesn’t come naturally to me.Not the kind that sinks deep into your bones and stays there.Not the kind that…
Invisible Effort, Real Weight I don’t always know where the line is between pushing myself and honoring the fact that I’m already pushing harder than…
We think a breakthrough sounds like fireworks and looks like freedom.Like the moment everything shifts and you finally breathe again. But sometimes?Breakthrough feels like uneven…
I didn’t start a family in my twenties. In fact, I spent most of those years just trying to figure out who I was without…
Martin Luther never set out to split the church.He set out to name what was broken—and to believe grace was big enough to hold what…
The Truth That Keeps Me It’s a coffee-stained pageshoved in a backpack,creased and smudged,scribbled between errands and exhaustion.The kind of moment no one sees—but the…
Some mornings, the coffee’s not strong enough.Some days, the patience runs out before the printer filament does.Some nights, I stare at the ceiling wondering how…
Rogue Grace I didn’t grow up with Sunday sermons or Bible memory verses. No pews, no sacraments, no tidy theology. But somehow, the light still…
The first impression speaks before I do.People see it before they see me. The awkward gait. The way I navigate space. The not-quite-smooth motion that…