The Father’s Heart

I never used to like Father's Day. It used to be a day where everything around me seemed to poke at the broken pieces of my heart — at a raw wound yet to be healed. It used to be a day where I felt nothing but anger. I was unforgiving towards my father, merely… Continue reading The Father’s Heart

I Am Growing.

As a season I thought would break me comes very close to an end, countless thoughts have been stuck on repeat in my mind... For one, I've thought how simply crazy it is to have blown through two 249-page journals. Journals that evolved into a collection of letters to the Lord himself, love notes if you will,… Continue reading I Am Growing.

I Am But A Broken Vessel

I found it befitting to first write this rather than finishing up my art history lesson because of what a wonderful and celebratory day it is. I'm overcome with thanksgiving and overflowing with joy knowing that my hope is found in Jesus — the author and the finisher of our faith — whom has overcome criticism, fear, persecution, and most… Continue reading I Am But A Broken Vessel

He Who Promised Is Faithful

Everyday I feel as if I'm anticipating something in the mail. So much so, I'm the one who is always going out to retrieve it for the house. Almost everyday though, the ones where I want so badly to have something for myself, I get nothing. Yesterday was different though. I had forgotten about checking the mail.… Continue reading He Who Promised Is Faithful

Eyes To See.

The words you are about to read — forewarning — are incredibly cheesy, but it is my task to write them. Because I feel like God has breathed life onto something so simple and ordinary as He always does for me. So here it is. — I got eyeglasses. Which, let me just put out there, I was really stoked… Continue reading Eyes To See.

The Pleasantly Unexpected.

I've tried my best to get a good glance at my previous blog posts, journal entries, laid astray notes, and tumbled thoughts to come up with a post about my outlook on the new year in front of me and the year I have left behind — much like everybody else over the last few days.… Continue reading The Pleasantly Unexpected.

The Willing Heart

I don't want to be too sappy but, the girl that is writing this right now is not the girl that started her blog one year ago. She's long gone, but I will never forget all the things I learned from her. She taught me to never let go. Even when it's INSANELY hard. To hold… Continue reading The Willing Heart