Tag: jesus
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Tender Truth
This past weekend I spent time with a long-time friend, the kind of friend who knows your story and isn’t afraid to speak honestly about life and faith. Somewhere between laughter, reflection, and the quiet spaces where meaningful conversations often unfold, we found ourselves talking about kindness. More specifically, we talked about how many followers…
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Everyday gifts
A few days ago, I had the gift of hearing Ann Voskamp speak at a conference, and her words stirred something familiar and tender in me. Years ago, her book One Thousand Gifts deeply marked my faith, teaching me to name grace in the everyday. Listening to her reflect on enduring suffering — something we…
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Grace at the Threshold
Grace is often quiet. It does not always arrive wrapped in ease or answered prayers the way we imagined. Sometimes grace is simply God sustaining us through what we never expected to endure. Gratitude is the moment our hearts awaken to this truth — the realization that even within loss, transition, and uncertainty, God has…
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Beautiful Tension
There is a quiet lie we sometimes believe: that joy and suffering cannot exist in the same space. That if life is heavy, joy must be absent. That if grief is present, gratitude must be forced or fake. But I am learning—slowly and tenderly—that this is not how God works. Joy does not wait until…
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Carried Not Crushed
This year did not unfold the way I would have chosen. It was a year marked by heartache and loss, by challenges that felt unrelenting, by fear that crept in quietly and grief that arrived without asking permission. There were moments when the weight of it all felt heavier than I knew how to carry.…
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When I miss the Mark
There are days when my heart longs to stand out in this world — not for recognition or applause, but as an image bearer of Christ. I want my words, actions, and demeanor to reflect His grace, His kindness, and His steadfast love. I want people to catch a glimpse of Jesus when they cross…
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Lament, Love and Light
This has been a week of significant grieving. I have felt the weight of division, the seething anger of intolerance, the separation of humanity, and the ache of bloodshed. I have felt the separation and have grieved the distance of ideologies—how beliefs and perspectives can pull people apart, even those who deeply care for one…
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I am Okay
It’s been one of the toughest seasons of my life. There have been days I didn’t think I’d make it — when the grief sat too heavy on my chest, when silence screamed louder than words, and when every prayer felt like it vanished into the air before it could reach heaven. I’ve cried in…
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We are Made to Heal
There’s a quiet but persistent truth written deep into our design: we are made to heal. It might not always feel that way. Life wounds us in ways we didn’t see coming—betrayals, illness, abuse, loss, disappointment, rejection. Some wounds cut so deep we wonder if we’ll ever be whole again. But if you’ve ever watched…
Braving Authenticity 