On Earth as It Is in Heaven

Tonight, as I sit and rest with Jesus, I'm inspired by heavens call to see believers and people alike press on. Heaven's heart I believe is never rushed, but I do feel an urgency to move forward. To step out and be a strong pillar of faith. "It's time to run," says the Lord. Not… Continue reading On Earth as It Is in Heaven

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No One Left Behind

This week I've been pondering the subject of division and the enemy's attempt to bring strife. While at the same time, still thinking more of God's heavenly unity. There's a wonderful passage in Ezekiel 33 where God says: “You, son of man, are the watchmen. I've made you a watchmen for Israel. The minute you hear… Continue reading No One Left Behind

Living With Less

Last Friday I said goodbye to the beloved bedroom I had called mine for two years. A space I strived to make my own and an extended part of the person I am. Thoughtfully curating my space all started after viewing the documentary "Minimalism" back in February. I was convinced I had a problem spending money,… Continue reading Living With Less

Self Portrait Series: The Best Is Yet To Come

Almost 24 months. 42 (going on 43) posts. 2,900 views. 1,642 visitors. Read in 25 countries. 1 girl. 1 idea. But who's counting? I'm in awe at where this "idea" has taken me and the course in which I see it going. I couldn't be more humbled by the responses I get from all who follow along. The… Continue reading Self Portrait Series: The Best Is Yet To Come

Hold Onto Hope

A few days ago I finished what to me was the most life changing book ever. To say I devoured it is an understatement. I couldn't stop reading it. Every word of it is God-breathed and full of truth. I already want to read it a second time. It gave me the courage to step… Continue reading Hold Onto Hope

By His Spirit

The enemy likes to think he's really clever. Always tricking us in the same ways. Always stealing the same things. Thinking he's unstoppable (he's not, by the way) because he has a grip on us over and over. But as the enemy continues to attack us in the same ways and in a repetitive pattern,… Continue reading By His Spirit

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