True belonging means knowing that our core identity is being deeply loved and chosen by God. This unwavering truth, not circumstances, is the foundation of my story: I truly belong because of Him.    This week marks one year since my dad went home to be with Jesus. Reflecting on this year of profound transition, I see how much it stretched and transformed me. Letting go of my roles as daughter and caregiver began a deeper journey. I started to rediscover who God created

Vulnerability is the soil for intimacy, and what waters intimacy is tears.

If there ever was evidence that God is found by those who are unchurched, this is it! Friends, I was an opinionated, vocal, religiously opposed, independent, and liberal-minded person. However, God met me where I was and guided me to where I am today.

"I'm not sure I can handle waiting anymore," I screamed out into the empty void. I was in major frustration and had paralyzing fear concerning my singleness as I approached my mid-century. Honestly, I had lost all hope. I have been waiting on God for a husband for almost three decades. I had started to feel that my dream of walking down the aisle was slipping away, along with all the promises God had given me for marriage.

Delivered to TEDx Huston by Dr. Brene' Brown Dr. Brown discusses the importance of vulnerability, courage, authenticity, and shame, which ties in with themes of personal development and human psychology. Transcript I’ll start with this: a couple years ago, an event planner called me because I was going to do a speaking event. And she called, and she said, “I’m really struggling with how to write about you on the little flyer.”

For years, I grappled with the profound grief of infertility, often feeling adrift in a sea of despair. In those darkest times, I stumbled upon the transformative power of poetry woven into songs—each lyric a beacon of hope that reignited my spirit and drew me closer to Jesus. One pivotal moment that forever changed my perspective came when I discovered a pastor on YouTube who boldly urged barren women to celebrate their journeys. His words pierced through my sorrow, ignit

Within you is a quiet longing—a yearning to discover your true self beyond the world’s noise. Embracing your God-given identity allows your soul to feel seen, heard, and understood. This journey awakens you to the truth: you are a treasured Daughter of the King. Books can guide and encourage you as you grow and embrace your authentic self. I would love to share a few books that can enable you to strengthen your identity with elegance and certainty.

Going on an "Alaskan Cruise" had for years been tucked away in the recesses of my mind. I had all but forgotten about the hope of "one day." But God knew and was waiting for just the right moment—His Perfect Timing—to present His Gift.

What the sisterhood does is so beautiful, powerful, and poetic. A true dance of surrender and obedience with the Spirit.

A broken home and broken people left me broken at a young age. I felt like the world had given up on me and discarded me.

Jesus endured pain for us, and his resurrection offers hope and new life in suffering. As I mourn, I know Jesus holds me. My hope remains in Him. To others grieving: you are not alone. Trust God to redeem and grieve with hope—Jesus’ love and presence remain with you. Gretchen’s story echoes many others. In my own journey with miscarriage, I found comfort in the Naming Ceremony I shared with my husband. Perhaps it will help you, too, as you walk through your own loss.

The greatest gifts are often those we never ask for, and through them, our hearts find hope once again.  I have met so many amazing women over the last ten years in this community, and I feel so honored and blessed to be a part of this beautiful thing God created.

One afternoon, earlier this year, I received a text from my youngest daughter. She shared that she had decided to pursue a relationship with the Lord. A relationship that was hers, based on her decision alone and not because of anything I have said or because of my relationship with the Lord.

Our first daughter came into the world through pain and difficulty — a foreshadowing of the journey ahead. As the years unfolded, it became clear we were navigating a path we never anticipated: Kait's silent, often unreachable world of profound autism.

It's the week of Passover and Jesus is reclining at the table with friends for a meal.  We can only imagine the weight He must have been carrying. In a few days He was to face an excruciatingly painful death through crucifixion.  He must have felt quite alone since his most intimate friends couldn’t grasp or accept what He was about to do. Then in walks this woman who pours out this extravagant oil to anoint Him.

Every year, around this time, I clean my oil lamps, fill them with fresh oil (pure, clean oil), and trim the wicks. I usually don’t think much about the significance of the timing until I get surprised and I’m in the middle of my process. Jesus just surprises me. It happens every year.

Thanksgiving night 2017 was a night that changed the course of my life. I was at my father’s house, and everyone had gone to bed after a wonderful day celebrating Thanksgiving together. The house was quiet, and everyone was asleep. I lay in my bed talking to the Lord about my future husband.  At this point, I had been divorced for three years and was desperately seeking a husband. In the still of the night, the Lord gave me the first and last name of my husband to be.  I didn