When Your Body Catches Up To Your Heart
I thought I was tired. It turns out I was grieving. A reflection on loss, old wounds, unexpected tears, and the night my body finally caught up with my heart.
I Thought I Understood What God Was Asking of Me
I remember the certainty more than the moment.
Not because anything dramatic happened—but because I believed I understood what I was being asked to carry.
I heard the words clearly: “I wouldn’t have picked you for this if I didn’t think you could handle it.”
What I didn’t understand then… was what “handle it” would actually require.
What I Thought Restoration Meant (Part 3)
I thought I understood what it meant for God to restore something.
I thought it meant putting things back the way they were.
But what if restoration was never about that at all?
Hiding (like an Easter Egg)
I almost didn’t go to church on Easter. But something in me said go. This is what it felt like to sit in the back row and realize—I’m hiding.