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…
Glimpses of a Life Wrecked with Grace
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…
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…
A fragmented essay on grace, endurance, and becoming Let’s begin here. We talk about grace like it’s gentle.Like it drifts down from the sky, soft…
Once a seriesPrinted and boundEngraved and defined Once a bookWritten and copiedMarked and authored Once a chapterDeveloped and includedReviewed and revised Once a pagePondered and…
I had a full circle moment the other day. One that was genuine, long awaited, empowering and convicting. Yea…it was quite the moment. It was…
Stuck in a moment that never existedStrapped to hurdles lingering in thoughtLonging for placement in stories unwrittenFading grip Crouched in empty questions, stirring Reckless wonder…
The other day, on a whim, by brother’s significant other snapped a few pictures of my brother holding my youngest son, Parker. The pictures turned…