Get Busy Living, Or Get Busy Dying
My mom fought hard for the life she loved. And when the time came, she found the courage to let go. A year later, I'm remembering the woman she was, the lessons she left me, and what it means to get busy living.
Making Room - Part 5: God Made Room For Me
I spent years trying to make room for myself in places I was never meant to fit.
And when He finally led me here—to this home, this peace, this place where I can breathe—I realized He had been making room for me all along.
Making Room - Part 4: I Will Not Fight To Be Seen
I spent years fighting to be seen — in marriage, at work, and in all the places where I thought proving my worth would make me matter more. But some things were never mine to carry.
Making Room - Part 3: Spaces Where You Could Breathe
After my marriage ended, I found myself drawn to houses with light, space, and air — places where you could breathe. What I didn’t realize then was that while I was renovating homes, God was slowly renovating me too.
Making Room - Part 1: The House & The Ghosts
I sold my house to move into his, but moving into his house felt exactly like moving into his house. I didn’t realize then how much space grief, fear, history, and unspoken pain could take up inside a home.
Still…I Protect
A quiet confession about the things that don’t let go easily—patterns, instincts, and the tension between what was and what still lingers.
And I Am Not
I thought I was searching for answers.
I didn’t realize I had started questioning God.
If You Were Fighting For Me… What Were You Fighting For? (Part 2)
I needed to believe God was fighting for me—that something was happening behind the scenes. But when everything fell apart anyway, I was left wondering what He was actually fighting for.
The Verse I Don’t Know What To Do With Because Nothing Changed (Part 1)
I built a lot on the idea that God would fight for me if I was still —that something would change. But what do you do when you’ve been still… and nothing has? When the thing you believed for doesn’t come, and you don’t know what to do anymore?
Let the Waters Wash You Clean
When faith feels more like failure than belief, sometimes the only thing left to do is go back—to the place where you remember, and let God soften what has grown hard.