What I Needed to Know

My second-born awakened in Africa this morning. She got off the plane in Johannesburg, and her six-month Africa mission trip commenced. Some look at this momma-of-a-missionary and think I’m crazy for letting Christianna go. She only just turned 18. She is far, far away. She is spending not one, two, three or four, but six... Continue Reading →


The WORST Missionary

I am the WORST Missionary. No, for real. I am...

A Way out of the Wilderness

A little over a month ago, the Lord prompted my roommate to share Isaiah 43 with me. As the weeks have progressed, that Scripture has become an anthem of sorts, popping up in conversations, sermons, and prayer, and issuing a bold challenge on my life. You see, for a while, I’ve had a mental image... Continue Reading →

Practicing for Africa

This morning, I dropped off my second-born at the airport. It is exciting as she goes to visit her father’s and my alma mater, Liberty University, for the weekend. Taking Christianna to the airport is nothing new. I have taken her twice before, the first time for her month-long Christmas mission trip to Uganda, the... Continue Reading →

Called to Stand

“Class, I want you to answer a couple questions about yourself, so that all of us can hear. What is your intended major, and what do you want to do vocationally when you graduate?” my professor asks. I started attending dual enrollment community college classes during the spring semester of my freshman year in high... Continue Reading →

Living on Grace

“I was given a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me. Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. But He said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness” (2 Corinthians 12:7b-9a) There I was. On the... Continue Reading →

Not Feelin’ It

The past couple weeks or so I just haven’t been feeling it when it comes to reading the Bible. Each time I read the Bible, I find that different aspects of it stick out to me. Sometimes it’s the story of David and his relentless pursuit of God that speaks to me. Other times, it’s... Continue Reading →

My Paleo Journey

I was the girl who ate whatever I wanted whenever I wanted. The one who was always somewhere, doing something. I was a dual-enrollment high school student who went to school full time, was actively involved in my youth group, and worked part time. On top of it all, I was a dedicated pre-professional ballerina... Continue Reading →

old places, new dreams.

Tonight, I fall asleep in the same bed I fell  in four years ago. Tonight, I reflect on the dreams I fell asleep with four years ago. Different yet the same. Old places, old memories, old callings, new dreams. The last time I fell asleep in this bed, I was preparing to embark on the... Continue Reading →

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