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I tremble at the thought of it. My King is near to me. I try to make sense of it. Me? The daughter of a King. He’s closer than my very breath. Thank You Jesus for loving me. I have never really been alone. I was never forgotten. He walks this road with me. Feet torn, worn, and bruised. Yet, still carrying me. The sharpest rock met His own. He carries me. Blooming now because of You. Your rain washed me free. Running now because of You. New lungs, new air. What was sown in tears, I now reap with joy. A harvest full of sheaves, A garden where my tears fell. Jesus, You’re near to me.

I’ve been working on something for a while… ideas have been stirring and if you’ve been around me long enough, you know I’m always trying to create something new. I started a marketing business in 2019. It served our family well for years until I felt the call to leave it behind. I had a feeling the Lord would return it to me with fresh ideas and He certainly did. I’ve never done this before where I announce before something is fully finished but I feel inspired to take you along for the ride and show you what it’s like to build when everyone is sleeping, to create a website around your passion project and to sketch out ideas while also inputting data from research. If you have felt the passion to build and create but have felt a little lost, I hope my journey offers some encouragement because it almost never feels as easy as it looks. It’s a lot of self-discipline and organization. I’m not sure if I’ll create another instagram page for this (oopsie, this is literally my fifth IG page) but I do know that I’m so inspired just to create. So that’s what I’ll be doing. Quill and Sparrow was designed because I am a multi-passionate creator who really wants to create prophetic painted journals, poetry, and planners for business owning mamas.This business will also serve the community through virtual assistance with web design and website upkeep, blog content, newsletters and social media content management (you do the engagement, I design the posts). I am so excited about this journey and I’m expectant for what the Lord will deliver through me.

Thank You Jesus for the healing You’ve brought this year so I can walk freely in motherhood. This is truly my greatest calling and ministry.

HE has the copyrights to every prophetic word, prophetic painting, prophetic dream I’ve ever heard, spoken or created. I don’t own what He’s given me. Prophetic words and spiritual gifts are to edify the church, they are not something to be owned and to take pride in as if we are somehow better for hearing or seeing it. The moment we start to believe we are the original creator of the prophetic, we step into dangerous territory. We are merely a vessel. And yet, O LORD, you are our Father. We are the clay, and you are the potter. We all are formed by your hand. -Isaiah 64:8

I’m finding that true freedom means walking without my own expectations burdening my shoulders. It doesn’t mean I don’t care that I hurt someone’s feelings but it looks a lot like forgiving myself as soon as I do. And not only that but forgiving others too in the moment as soon as it happens. Life is hard and some of us are walking seasons that no one else knows about. Show grace, walk in freedom.

Whatever you’re looking for in this season, I pray that you become that. Are you looking for hope? I pray you become hope for others who are in desperate need of light. Are you praying for deep friendships? I pray that you become a friend whose well never runs dry, a friend who’s loyal, dependable. A friend who celebrates the small and the big wins. Are you looking for peace? I pray that you allow the peace of God to fill you so deeply that others notice and they begin to crave the fire of peace just being around you. Are you looking for generosity? I pray that the Lord so richly blesses you that you begin to pour out to others. So often, we center our desires on ourselves. We feel left out and unseen and it becomes about US and our needs. But once we begin to take our eyes off ourselves, anxiety loses its grip on our mind and hearts. I was once so full of depression and anxiety because I was SO focused on what I wasn’t getting from others. I didn’t feel loved, I didn’t feel seen. I felt invisible and unwanted and all of those feelings turns into lies so loud that I would literally hit my head with my hands over and over again just to get the lies out. I was so tired of hearing it but I didn’t see a way out. I took my eyes off myself and my load got a whole lot lighter. This life is a gift and to live it freely is an honor, one I’m so thankful for everyday. Freedom. Mary Mary sang it best when they said “take the shackles off my FEET so I can dance.” I’m no longer bound by my own expectations I’ve put on others. Who CARES if I’m ever noticed or seen by another human being on this earth? The God of this entire universe KNOWS me and CALLS me by name. And I’m so honored to take this light and help OTHERS feel seen and called. So whether I’m the life of a party or the person others feel at home with, it doesn’t even matter because at the end of the day, my life is a little blip on this earth and it’s just an honor to serve Him and to play a part in the Kingdom. Be the light you’re looking for in others.

Crying again just looking at all of these pictures. We said goodbye to our Caitlin 🥹 Caitlin, you have been the biggest blessing in my life and in my family. The encouragement you brought to me in my loneliest season will impact me forever. The prophetic words you’ve spoken over us were like water & honey in seasons of drought. Our paths seemed to cross accidentally when I was looking for a nanny in 2022 but I know now that the Lord orchestrated it all along. We love you, friend!! Your obedience has impacted so many lives. Seriously can’t wait to see you again soon 🫶🏻💖

“Come as you are” felt a little different today. It was a struggle but I’m glad we made it 🥹 Thank you Jesus for the empty tomb! We celebrate Your Resurrection daily ✝️

I was pretty sick today so we didn’t have the opportunity to honor Passover today. Here’s last year’s 💖 It doesn’t have to be super complicating and it doesn’t even have to be on the exact day. I just love honoring Him in this way: remembrance. When He brought the Israelites out of Egypt, when He passed over their homes, He was offering ME a way out too. How beautiful the Lord is to include me into His Kingdom. He has delivered me from so much and this is just one way I love to honor and celebrate.

You whisper gently in the dark. You’ve come to heal my broken heart. You mend my petals, You water my garden. Now I’m reaping what You’ve sown. I was never walking this alone My tears grew a garden. and You are the Gardener. I’ve never fully been alone.

I’m not exceptionally sentimental about material objects but dates and places will always hold a special place in my heart. This season is so busy, I almost forgot to sit and reflect. 22 years ago, our last names changed. I didn’t feel like I had permission to feel the same joy everyone else feels here in this photo. Even looking at my face, I see a hesitation. Can I be happy again? Will this moment be taken from me too? Don’t you ever let someone tell you that you’re not allowed to feel something. I spent my entire life allowing little foxes to ruin my garden. Never again. I spent years believing lies, walking on eggshells and in hesitation. Never again. The JOY of the Lord is my STRENGTH. He strengthens me for the seasons before me. You don’t need anyone’s permission to feel a certain way. They have no idea the roads you crossed to get where you are today. Feel it and give it to the Lord. Let Him replace your mourning for laughter, your sorrow for joy.

As a culture, we are pretty obsessed with finding our calling. We spend our young adult life looking for it and then we spend our “quarter life & middle life season” asking if we missed it. We spend so much time looking for our calling and little to no time looking for the Giver of the calling. He cares more about YOU than what you’ll do in your life. He cares more about the state of your heart than whether or not you “missed it”. Find the Father. Pursue the Father. Rest in knowing that is the ultimate calling, nothing comes close to the fulfillment we receive in connecting one on one every single day with Him.

Last year, my son brought a book home from the library that healed a piece of my heart. I realized then that children’s books are for everyone and that space has a place for me (to write). To bring healing to children and to adults whose inner child still cries for healing. Bad Bye, Good Bye I thought it was about a little boy throwing a tantrum. As soon as I realized what it was about, I didn’t think I would be able to continue. It tells a story about a little boy who’s moving and every part of this “goodbye” really isn’t good. It doesn’t feel good. It feels bad. It’s a very “bad bye”. As he looks around at everything that’s been so familiar to him, he says “bad wave, bad bye.” The boys quickly smothered me in hugs as soon as they felt me pausing between each page to catch my breath. I saw myself, never staying but always moving. I saw myself, making new friends but never keeping friends because we moved too quickly for a goodbye. And then I saw myself, unhealed and moving into my final home where that inner child took years to heal and unknowingly created chaos so the unavoidable bad bye wouldn’t hurt so much. And then I saw myself reading this beautifully written book to my own two children who don’t know the depths of my healing but thankfully haven’t had a very bad bye in their life. Their childhood is so different from my own. The stability in their life is a stark contrast to the chaos of my own past that even that heals me too. We can’t break generational patterns on our own. Only Jesus can. It ran into my family until it ran into me PARTNERED with Christ. Because I’m just as human as those who came before me. But partnered with Him, He heals history and rewrites patterns. Thank you Jesus for turning my Bad Byes into opportunities for healing.

No words, only God. Only God can turn your situation around. Only God can redeem your story. Only God can bring beauty out of dust. Things were much different a year ago and I’m forever changed by His grace. Our family is a testimony that the Lord can change your situation in an instant. In this season, I’ve learned that even when things are hard, He is still good and when things work out well, it’s not a sign that He loves me more in this season. It doesn’t mean He loves me less when seasons are hard. He loves me all the same. He loves YOU all the same. To experience a little taste of heaven on earth with my little family is the biggest blessing. forever grateful

Reflecting 🌻🐝 Isn’t it crazy how much can happen in a year? I started last year with my social media marketing business and subbing full time. I was working from a place of striving. I felt the Lord asked me to give Profit Chatter up in February. “If you don’t get rid of it, I’ll start getting rid of your clients.” It was a quick yes from me 🙂‍↕️ I deleted the website I worked hard on. Deleted my social media accounts that I had worked hard on. Stopped advertising for myself. Getting rid of all of that allowed for more blessings to step in. I then humbly asked for a very part time job at the school I was subbing at. I wanted to be with my boys but didn’t think I could handle what I was doing at the time anymore. I was quickly asked to step into teaching, a question I did not consider lightly. I prayed on it and thought on it for a long time. I felt a yes and it spiraled us into a SEASON. WHEW. I’m not sure what the next season looks like but I’m trusting Him I started last year asking questions. I was full of doubt. I reached out for prayer. I reached out for community. I reached out for forgiveness. I also started living from a place of forgiveness. The body keeps the score and mine was certainly keeping a lot of them: things that were never mine to keep. Allowing people the grace to change and apologize completely changed my life. I stopped harboring bitterness. I started living from a place of “grace in the moment”. That meant recognizing every minute that we are all sinful. And the minute someone hurts me, I am able to walk away with grace in my heart. Seeing all He brought us through in twelve months has me so excited to see what He will bring us through in the next 12 months. Here’s to a life of full surrender 🌳🌾

Some valuable 2025 lessons: 🧳You can’t enter the next season carrying the same old baggage. 💐 Work through it and walk through it with the Lord. Feel it all, don’t shove it down deep. 💖Seek guidance. Invest in community. 🌻Prune in obedience. You can’t grow where you don’t plant.

Overconsumption. Clamorous chatter. People-pleasing validation. Myself included. We have this desire to fill every space: We fill the space of silence with nonsense chatter, gossip and slander. We fill the empty spaces of our home with things we don’t need. We fill the spaces of time that are intended for rest with pointless busy-ness and overfilled calendars. We need more open doors and hospitality. We need more rest and stillness. We need more open schedules and flexibility. If we’re never home, how do we host well? If we’re never silent, how do we hear well? If we’re never still, how do we rest well? I’d like to become more comfortable with the silence. It’s okay to linger. It’s okay not to respond. It’s okay to take yourself out of chats that aren’t sparking growth. Not everything needs a response. Not everything needs an immediate reaction. Rest. Sit in silence. Growth requires nurture and cultivation. You can’t harvest if you haven’t grown. You can’t grow if you haven’t spent time with the Grower.

I wore the role of a wounded victim so well for so many years. It was a heavy burden to carry until it all became too much. When Leeland was a little over a year old, I reached out to a trusted mentor and asked her for help. I went on a 40 day fast, sought deliverance and freedom from anger, bitterness and most of all: INTENSE depression and anxiety. You know that scene in The Chosen where Mary says “all I know is I was one way and now I am completely different.” That is my story and I’m sure it’s yours as well. Before that, there’s a scene where she’s about to jump off the cliff and it gets me everytime. She wanted to end the torment. And then Jesus. He loved her, saw her and He healed her. That is my story. And I’ll share His love for the rest of my days. All I know is I was one way and now… I am completely different.

Maybe one day they’ll know just how much the Lord fought for our family. Maybe one day, they’ll realize the unseen battles from generational trauma. Until then, a little piece of me heals when I see them living the childhood that I would have thrived in.

Trying to do a lot more thriving instead of just surviving :’) I’m really good at figuring things out on my own. Call it what you want - survivor’s dilemma, oldest daughter personality. But I’ll call it what it really is - it’s a forced independence that quickly falls into a pattern of doing things without His help and without His leading. I know that when push comes to shove, I can figure it out. But at the end of my own strength, there’s a big risk for burn out. And when I am weak, He shows His strength when He lifts me right back up again. I fall down, repent, and He quickly lifts me. Every single time. Even when the falling was my own doing. Find time this week to thrive more than survive. The enemy wants us on this endless loop of relentless hurry. I urge you this week to eliminate the hurry at some point in your week. Nourish your soul. Seek Him. Encounter Him. All of this coming from your Type A friend. If I can do it, you can too. Love you all! Goodnight. Now, go to sleep!🥰

I was 7 or 8 years old, living in poverty. Toilet paper was a luxury but my imagination was rich. I knew from a very young age that the Lord had marked me. I didn’t even know the concept of who He was but I knew He marked me and I knew that calling would be heavy if I walked it on my own. When I was 7, I had a dream that my sisters and I were running around and around in circles. We just couldn’t stop. The circle kept turning and we kept running. The devil was in front of me and I finally got tired of it! I screamed at him, pulled at his back and yelled STOP. He turned around in my dream, grabbed a huge chunk of my stomach and I woke up feeling a sharp pain because I realized I had been scratching at myself. I knew I had been marked and the calling felt heavy. I felt older than I was and I had seen more than a child should see. I had experienced more than a child should experience. I’ve been told my whole life “it’s not that serious, Tab.” But to me, the calling felt serious. Time felt short and there was just so much to do to fulfill the calling and to remain faithful. Now, I feel a lightness in the calling. It doesn’t feel as heavy because I know who carries it but the seriousness of the calling is still the same. It’s time to take His word seriously. It’s time to create again. It’s time to write again. It’s time to run again. Pick up the pen.

Start from there. Wherever you are. Whether you’re starting again at ten steps back or starting behind everyone else. Start from there. All my life, I felt behind. Behind in school from moving around constantly, behind in getting my Bachelor’s, behind in getting married and having children, behind in finding my calling. And when people ask me what my calling is, I always say it’s with the children and writing. It’s been prophesied and spoken over me. I’ve had visions and dreams over writing and speaking. But I always felt SO overwhelmed. I thought it meant I couldn’t write until I had the time and capacity to write a book. So I deleted my decade old blog site. I stopped social media because I got so burned out after spending hours each day posting for small businesses. I stopped talking. I stopped writing. I felt I had nothing to say. Nothing important to add. I fell from a high place that I placed myself years ago and that crash hurt. I felt like I worked so hard and knew so much and it festered into pride. It’s an easy thing to fall into especially when you’ve never felt that huge sense of pride from anyone else. I became my own biggest cheerleader and that was my biggest downfall. All I know now is that at the end of my days, I want to be able to say I poured every last bit of me out and I used ALL the talents He gave me. So I may not be writing a book right now (because hello, I work a LOT😜), I most certainly will start from here. And I know the Instagram Algorithm isn’t a huge fan of me right now because I never post anymore, but I know I’m being faithful to the calling and putting one step forward. No matter how small.

When is the last time you turned your phone off? Not just when it needs a reset but when YOU need a reset. We weren’t meant to be so connected to everyone at all times. We were made to connect with the Father. Sabbath always reminds me of that 💖

A lot of tears have been shed the past two weeks. But obedience isn’t always the easy path. And honestly when I said yes to this, I didn’t know what I was really saying yes to. I prayed that the Lord would send the kids to me who need ME the most. And so He uprooted me to where they need me the most… it was painful. I wasn’t ready. I was stretched and it was so uncomfortable. I had plans and God had others. It’s been a hard week. Switching careers isn’t easy. But my joy has always been with the children. Watching them learn and grow and becoming their safe place is something I’ll never take for granted. To be an uplifter and encourager is an honor. I’m really hard on myself and I see a thousand things I could have done differently but I’ll use that to move differently next week. And then next week, I’ll learn even more. So, here’s to growth and the uncomfortable changes. Thank You Jesus for trusting me. I pray that I continue to shine a light and to show grace where needed but to walk in YOUR authority too.

He is a Healer. Restorer. Redeemer. Provider. I’ll sing of His love for the rest of my days.

Who are you holding forgiveness from today? Release forgiveness today so you can walk in freedom. I’m a bird set free from a cage that was disguised as safety. I’ll sing of His redeeming love for the rest of my days.

Treasuring things in my heart a lot lately rather than feeling the need to over share and over explain. It’s so easy nowadays to hop online and share everything about yourself. If you’re not sharing, you assume it looks like you’re not learning, growing or doing anything and going anywhere but life online reflects online a small portion of our real lives. Growth on social media doesn’t reflect growth in real life. I don’t want social media engagement if I’m not engaging in true intimacy with my Father. I don’t care if the algorithm is on my side if I’m not seeking daily encounters. All these little social media things will fade. The treasures I’m storing in my heart between me and my King are eternal. They remain.

Obedience is His love language. I think sometimes when we obey what He’s calling us into, we expect it to be smooth sailing, easy breezy. It’s not always like that. Maybe the lesson is in our shaping, our refining and sanctification. He sees the full picture. His ways are higher than our ways and His thoughts are higher than our thoughts. He sees the full picture. He requires obedience no matter the cost. Am I willing to go the distance? To say yes when I know sacrifice is on the other side? I pray my answer is always a resounding yes. Not my life or will, but Yours be done.

A little over a year ago, my beautiful friend @caitlinnicolewatson told us about Church of Acts. I was instantly lit up. Something in my soul said “YES. I’m in.” But my circumstances at the time had me in a season of waiting for the Lord to give us the green light. Last June was my first service and I knew instantly we were home. I’m sitting here now, overwhelmed with gratitude at all the Lord has done in our lives this past year. Intimacy and vulnerability have taken our family to another level. Daily encounters have driven us deeper into His presence, drawn us together and marked us forever. Come encounter the Lord with us tomorrow at 10 AM. We have been praying over this day and we cannot wait to see you!

Submitting to rest ✨ I’ve always worked too much. In some seasons, I didn’t even NEED to work, I just felt like I had to. I’m a farmer’s daughter and if you know farm life, you know the work never ends. That’s what I knew and it’s how I grew up. We valued work and we took pride in it. Work became an idol for me. I loved to marvel at the load I could carry. Until it all became too much and a breakdown was inevitable. God ➡️ family ➡️ work In that order. And when it’s out of order, our souls are not at rest. Submit it all to Him. If He’s telling you to lay it all down, lay it all down. Sell it all. You can’t take any of it with you anyway.

More of You. Less of me. Once a flightless bird. Now, set free.

A little something to look back on 💖 thankful for the beautiful moments, the heavy moments, the loud moments and the quiet moments. I feel a transition coming like a rumbling beneath my feet. Taking a moment to remember how far we’ve come in 12 months. Thank You Jesus 💖

Your obedience to tell your story may be exactly what someone is praying to hear today. I’m okay with looking like a fool if it means someone else gets to taste the freedom He’s given me.

What the enemy meant for evil, the Lord is using for good. He is restoring and redeeming the years the locusts have eaten. And oh man, did they come in swarming. Swords in hand, ready for complete destruction. It almost took me, too. When I looked around and saw nothing left standing, it almost left me crumbling with the rest of it. But at the end of it all was my Jesus. My friend. My Father reached down and picked me up from the rubble that was meant to destroy me. He did it for me. He did it for my husband. Generations of sins on all sides, generations of heartbreak and trauma. It scared me at first. Would we be enough to end this cycle for our children? And for our children’s children? We aren’t enough, we will never be enough. But Jesus is. Partnered with Christ, we go to war. We fight not against flesh and blood but against the spiritual forces of evil. Thank You Jesus for this family and the opportunity to daily serve You together.

“It’s time to create again”. May this season be a time of blooming well. May you walk in His peace as you release strife and the worries this world brings. May you walk in His goodness forever and ever, knowing you are fully loved and fully seen. Just as you are, no more and no less. He fills you. He completes you. It’s not what you do. It’s not anything you say. It’s not even the part you play, but who you are as a daughter and a son of the King of kings. Go in peace. Release His creativity to the world. In a world that’s full of worldly art and sinful words, be a light that shines in the darkness. Speak His truth. Spread His kindness and mercy. Stand firm for justice. Speak up for those with no voice. Lock arms with the weak. Create again.

He chose me to be their mom. A humbling thought but one that makes me see I need Him more than anything. More than my parenting books. More than counseling. More than someone else’s advice. All these things can be good when used as tools but ultimately He leads us because we all have unique family cultures and unique callings in furthering the Kingdom.

More of this🫶🏻 I surrender my need to feel seen I surrender my need to feel right I surrender my need to feel important All of Him, none of me. Empty me, prune me, take anything away that’s in the way. I trust in Your goodness to guide me. I trust in Your holiness to provide justice and to fight for me.

I’ve started ending more of my sentences with “Lord willing” lately. “Will you be there?” “Yes, Lord willing.” It is teaching me so much surrender. His plans are higher. His ways are better. His kingdom first. #christianwriters #christianblogger #scripturaltruth

“Do not boast about tomorrow for you do not know what a day may bring.” Proverbs 27:1 Thank You for the lessons learned in 2024. ✨ for more time outside, for more time together as a family. Thank You even for taking things away that I thought was best for our family. You always make a way. “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,’ declares the Lord. ‘As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.”

Rest 🔥 When Jesus says “Come to me, all who are weary and burdened and I will give you rest”, do you believe Him? Do you truly believe in the depth of your heart that He can give you a heart of rest no matter what your season looks like? I rest in knowing my identity is found in Christ. I rest in knowing He’s accepted me. I rest in knowing I don’t need man’s validation when I’m pursuing Christ and furthering His Kingdom. Living with the weight of an Orphan Spirit was a burden I was never meant to carry. I want to be found living under the weight of His glory instead. Forever aware of His majesty, holiness, and power. And to know that I’m HIS daughter. Orphan was never my name. The King’s Daughter was and is. And that’s real rest 💖👑 #healing #godlytruth #christianblogger #christianwriters

What voice are you listening to today? Insecurity? Fear? Anxiety? The voice we listen to the most becomes the one we find comfort in the most. I pray you find comfort in HIS voice today. Pursue Him. Let go of all the things distracting you. He leads us out of the fire and into perfect peace. #christianwriters #scripturaltruth #christianblogger #christianwriter #christianwomen

Redemption is my story. Thank You Jesus for healing something You never broke. From living in sin to living in Your Presence. From feeling abandoned by family to knowing I’m accepted by You. From feeling alone in my suffering to knowing You walk me through the fires. Let it all work out. #christianwriters #christianmotherhood #healing #healingjourney

I will truly never be the same after this season. Thank You Jesus for being the peace in my chaos. #christianwriter #healingjourney

Our current situation isn’t a reflection of His limitations. The heartbreak The betrayal The long waiting season None of it is a reflection of His goodness. He works all things for good of those who love Him and who are called according to His purpose (Romans 8:28) Your years of waiting are not for nothing. Joseph spent years imprisoned. He experienced ultimate betrayal and probably felt forgotten about by his family and by God. While he spent years in the waiting, God was preparing him for a swift promotion. He used Joseph to save others from something bigger than himself. If you’re in a season of waiting, you’re in good company my friend. I’m right there with you. I’m in the trenches with you, pushing through the mud. Praying for you, always. #christianwriters #christianblogger #scripturaltruth #godlytruth

In the middle of your chaotic week, invite Him in wherever you are. Staying in His presence looks like choosing Him in every moment. It looks like breath prayers and worship while working. It looks like forgiving yourself when life feels heavy and our flesh starts to peek out of its shell. Praying for you today. Praying that you pursue His presence in every moment. #christianwriter #godlyhealing #scripturaltruth #breathprayer

We can’t break generational curses on our own. We can only do it when partnered with Yeshua. His blood alone breaks every chain. His blood alone saves us and sets our children and future grandchildren up for godly living. Honor the generations who came before you by acknowledging their hardships too. You’re not any better than they are. We’re all in need of a Savior. #christianwriters #scripturaltruth #christianblogger

I pray this meets you where you’re at today. Mondays can be difficult for so many, especially when we feel overworked, underpaid and unseen. The Lord sees you. There’s no need for striving. No need for earning His approval. We are accepted and saved not because of anything we’ve done but because of what HE did. His blood alone. Does this mean we take His grace for granted? No. Paul talks about this in Romans. We are dead to sin. We are no longer slaves to sin but holy servants of Christ and to His will. The irony of servitude in our holy living is that it brings far more freedom than slave to sin ever will. Praying for you today, friends. #christianliving #christianwriter #godlyliving

As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord. No matter what’s happening in the world around us. No matter who’s in Office. No matter who’s elected. There shall be no other gods before Him. No other name higher than His. To our mighty & victorious GOD be the glory forever and ever. #christianwriters #biblicaltruth #wellwateredwomen #christianmotherhood

You’re not just a victim of your trauma. You’re a Survivor. Survivors often hear “you’re so strong. I don’t know how you went through all of this.” But the point of our story is that we weren’t born stronger than everyone. Resilience was forced on us. You know what’s even more empowering than hearing “you’re so strong”? Hearing this: “Wow. God has had His hand on your life from the moment you were born. He didn’t cause this but He’s healed you through so much.” You’re a Survivor proclaiming His goodness. And what a beautiful thing it is to see someone set free from the chains of their victim hood. #christianwriters #godlyhealing #healing

The letter was detailed and full of hatred, similar to the emails he’s sent me. He’s probably even found his way to this account too and a part of me used to shrink in fear from my calling because of that. If you have a similar story as I do, you may have also heard threats after speaking your truth about abuse. I say all of this because I know I’m not alone. Someone out there today is shrinking from their calling out of fear of someone else. Whether it’s fear of what someone else will think or what they’ll say about you, I encourage you to seek His face above anyone else’s actions and opinions. Seek His will. And please stay safe if you are in true danger. Use wisdom. The Lord cares for your safety. If necessary, don’t shrink back from contacting appropriate authorities as needed. Live freely. Seek His wisdom. #christianwriters #christianblogger #scripturaltruth #godlytruth

Have you ever noticed that? He makes me lie down in GREEN pastures. He doesn’t place us for rest in dry grass but green grass. Grass we can rest in. An environment that sustains us. Are you struggling right now, friend? Are you in a season of constant work with little rest? Are you in a season where your heart needs healing? How can I pray for you this week? Prayer is powerful. It takes a village and I pray you feel like you’re part of my village, whether we know each other or not. Sisters and brothers in Christ, we are called to love one another. Loving each other requires compassion. Empathy. Prayer. Honesty. Love you all deeply, Your sister in Christ #christianwriters #christianblogger #godlytruth #psalm23

I prepared my posts for myself on Sunday and this was planned for today. The Lord knew I’d need it today and it covers me in peace, even in a whirlwind of exhaustion and stress. If you have struggled with trauma and grief, whether that’s recent or not recent, you may find yourself easily overwhelmed. Instead of realizing the multi-dimensional facts around your situation, you automatically assume you just don’t carry stress and responsibilities well like others do. Think of your emotions like water in a glass. Most days, you are starting off with a glass that’s already full, whether that’s repressed emotions or unresolved issues. While others start with an almost empty glass, you’re struggling not to tip yours over. I want to encourage you today, first of all, to give yourself immense grace. You are so much more than you think you are. Know that the Lord carries you through the storms even when you don’t feel it. Remain in Him. Write down exactly how you’re feeling, what you’re stressed about and write one good thing that you’ll choose to focus on in gratitude. Seeing your worries on paper might help you see just how much He’s carried you through and the growth in you. How can I pray for you today? It’s my joy and my honor to intercede for you all in prayer. I know what it’s like to feel alone in the fight but know, my friend, you aren’t alone. No matter how big your situation is or how deep your loneliness feels, I am right there with you fighting and interceding in prayer. Love you deeply, Your sister in Christ #christianwriters #healingjourney #godlymentorship

PTSD is a real issue for those who’ve experienced trauma. It doesn’t just go away, sometimes even years after abuse. If you’re like me, maybe you’re good at hiding it. But repressed emotions can lead to health issues and emotional issues. Coming to terms with the fact that you may be struggling with PTSD is the first step towards healing. ⭐️ Breathe deep and count to ten (deep breathing works so well. We practice this at home with my sons.) ⭐️ Name three things I’m thankful for. Remaining in a state of gratitude helps me to realize how much I REALLY have. ⭐️ Slowly relax every muscle in my body. Sometimes I don’t even realize I’m tense until I start focusing on relaxing my muscles. I learned this in athletics but when you’re holding tension, you’re putting energy towards that tense muscle. Releasing the tension allows you to focus your energy on what really matters. ⭐️ Read Psalm 23 ⭐️ Talking with someone you love and trust helps to keep you grounded and makes you feel seen and heard. Don’t underestimate the power of community. ⭐️ Physical activity helps you redirect your attention to the task at hand. Make sure you only do this if your heart rate allows. Sometimes PTSD or anxiety can cause our heart rate to elevate too high and what we really need is to sit down. Praying for you all today as you continue in your path towards healing. Follow my page for more on my journey towards healing. If He can use me, He can absolutely use you, friend! Love you dearly, your sister in Christ #christianwriters #christianblogger #scripturaltruth #healing #healingjourney

A prayer for your October 🍂 #octoberprayer #october🍁 #prayerworks #christianliving

The Lord can redeem your story. You’re not past saving 🩵 And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose. For those God foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brothers and sisters. Romans 8:28-29 #christianwriters #christianquotes #bibleverse

I see you. I see you hiding in shame, afraid to admit your pain. It feels a little like weakness doesn’t it? But the Lord says His grace is sufficient in our weakness and in our weakness, His strength becomes more evident. I’m praying deeply for you today, mama. Praying for healing and a deep knowing that the Lord loves you. He loves you, He loves you, He loves you. I’ve knelt down on that cold bathroom tile, gasping for air as I struggled for a reason to continue on. Mascara stained cheeks and even then, He caught every tear. He records them all and deeply feels our pain. He created us, you know? To feel is to live. But to live is to feel loved by your Creator. I love you deeply, Your Sister in Christ #christianwriters #christianblogger #healing #christianmotherhood

Never tell someone else’s story. Their story of God’s grace is THEIRS to tell. Any feeling of superiority over them is pride. God has shown me so much grace. He’s forgiven me of so much and I’m forever changed. #christianwriters #christianblogger #healing

Are you holding back from telling your story because of fear of rejection? Your obedience may be someone else’s answered prayer. Your obedience may encourage someone today. Your obedience might further the Kingdom today. Stay faithful. #christianwriters #christianblogger #godlytruth #faithfulness #tellyourstory

The Lord has been so good to me. It’s so easy to get wrapped up in the hard stuff in life but I’ve found myself feeling so incredibly grateful for His goodness lately even in this really hard season. We had a friend over for lunch today and it just reminded me again of the value of community, opening your doors to others no matter how little you have or how small your space is. The Lord sees our heart and honors our intentions. Let this encourage you today. It isn’t the size of the offering but rather the heart behind the offering. We are one body. Set aside your many differences and petty disagreements and abide well. Abide in love. Abide in community. Ask someone how they’re doing. Reach out with a meal. Bring them coffee unexpectedly. Send them a song that makes you think of them. Compliment them. Love them well. Love you all deeply, Your sister in Christ

God has the power to redeem any story. You are more than a statistic. Statistically, I shouldn’t be where I’m at. Maybe statistically you shouldn’t be where you’re at either. Former foster youth. Childhood trauma. Unmedicated personality issues. Jesus heals. Sometimes it takes a lifetime. For some, He heals right away and for some of us, healing happens throughout our lives. He redeems what He never broke. #christianwriters #christianblogger #healing

What does it look like to love our neighbors? 🩵 Genuine love 🩵 Compassionate curiosity 🩵 Humble guidance and correction What would you add to this? #christianwriters #scriptureoftheday #scripture #christianliving

“Do not be anxious about anything-but in everything, by prayer and petition with thanksgiving, let your requests be known to God. And the shalom of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Messiah Yeshua.“ Philippians 4:6-7 His peace guards our hearts. His peace keeps us from the trap of anxiety. #christianquotes #christianwriter #scripturaltruth #bibleverse

“For from Him and through Him and to Him are all things. To Him be the glory forever! Amen.” All for His glory. All for His Kingdom. #christianwriters #christianblogger #scripturaltruth #godlytruth

Healing isn’t linear. He is close to the broken hearted. He heals our wounds. He sees the unseen. How can I pray for you today? #christianwriters #christianblogger #griefjourney #healing

More of Him. Less of me. 🩵 My weakness shines a spotlight on His glory. But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. (2 Corinthians 12:9) #christianspeakers #christianwriter #godlytruth #scriptureoftheday #scripturaltruth

How, then, can they call on the one they have not believed in? And how can they believe in the one of whom they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone preaching to them? And how can anyone preach unless they are sent? As it is written: “How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news!” Romans 10:14-15 #christianwriters #christianblogger #scripturaltruth #godlytruth

A comforting truth. We serve a perfect Father. We are loved by a faultless King. Our flesh can never understand the depth of His goodness. Our minds can’t comprehend His holiness, omniscience and omnipresence. But I trust that He is good. I trust that He is able. I trust that He loves me more than I can even comprehend, deeper than my own understanding of the word love. I pray He seek Him today and always. In your grief, in your healing. In your confusion and in your pain. I pray you seek Him anyway, seek Him through it and despite of it. Because of it. Praying for you today. #christianwriters #christianblogger #scripturaltruth #godlytruth #griefjourney #healing

“By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.“ How can we love one another if we are not in fellowship? I encourage you to get to church this morning. Show up as you are in whatever season you’re in. 💛 #christianwriters #christianblogger #scripturaltruth #godlytruth #churchlife

Those who have experienced a loss know how to empathize differently. When others don’t understand, I now know what a blessing it is to not know. To not get it. My heart hurts for those who do. The friends you meet in grief are often unexpected - those you didn’t even consider a friend before. Now I judge a little less when others heal differently than I do. When I lost one of my former foster fathers in high school, I felt like I didn’t have the right to grieve. I was already adopted. I hadn’t even seen him in a while. I gave myself many reasons not to feel that pain. When I walked the halls of a hospital, helping a family friend whose daughter was dying, I felt like I wasn’t close enough to grieve her daughter’s death. But that moment impacted me forever. Watching that mother interact differently. A calm peace. A deep love. And when my granddad died in 2017, I felt like I didn’t have the right to grieve his death. I was adopted. Maybe he didn’t love me the same as the others. All lies I told myself to hold back the pain of knowing he was the first man I had ever really trusted. This recent tragedy haunted me for days and brought all of the repressed pain from past loss back up. Pain of regret met with a calm knowing. He is the God of all comfort. He meets me where I am. He meets us where we are. If we call to Him, He will answer. No matter where we are. In the highest of highs or lowest of lows, He sees us. He sees our pain. He knows. He sees you today. I pray today, you’re able to get up and reach for His hand. Healing isn’t linear but He will uphold you. He is willing and more than able. Blessings, my friends. #griefjourney #healing #christianwriters #christianblogger

As a community of believers, we ought to share the burdens of our brothers and sisters in Christ. I think it’s easy to get lost in our own world, our own concerns and we forget that our brothers and sisters in Christ are literally our family and when they suffer, we suffer. The world will know we are Christians by our love. When we love, we uplift in the hard times and in the good. How can I uplift you today? How can I pray for you?

I found Him at the end of me. Hard seasons often come with pruning and stripping, a revealing. Revealing character, both of my own and of others. It is a humble reminder that we are only human in the face of a mighty, glorious King. I tremble when I think of how close He is. May it always bring me to my knees. The King of Glory is closer than a friend, closer than my very breath. He’s loyal and true. I’m forever grateful for all the beauty, for His compassion. For His healing grace. One day I’ll tell of all He’s done for me the past few days but for now, I’m just so thankful that when everyone was silent, He never left my side. #christianwriters #christianpoetry #griefjourney #godlytruth

Psalm 73:26 says “My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.” We serve a perfect Father. We are loved by a faultless King. Our life on earth is so small compared to our life forever with Him. He holds me. He uplifts me. Praying for all of you today. May He encourage and uplift you ♥️

For a long time, I doubted myself. I doubted my story, who God says I am, who I am as His daughter. Every word spoken over me poured into me like concrete. It made its way through, cracking pieces of my heart and I was left to clean up the mess that I never made. And then He swept in. He made beauty from ashes, molded me like clay into something worthy. Something beautiful. Once shattered, now full of purpose. Only because of Him. It’s only because of Him that I even have a song to sing. It’s only because of Him that I’m not living on the streets, chasing the trauma away. I owe everything I am, everything I will be to His grace. I understand Mary, pouring perfume on His feet in thankfulness. Thank You Jesus for seeing me. #childhoodtrauma #christiantherapy #godlytruth #scripturaltruth

In the midst of chaos, He is the Prince of Peace. He leads us into stillness even when everything around us is a whirlwind. For so long, I ran from stillness. I ran from seasons of peace and rest. I felt like I didn’t deserve it. He calls us gently into His presence, presence filled with rest. Where time ceases to exist and all that matters is His Glory. #christianliving #christianblogger #christianwriters #godlyliving #godlytruth

Persistently pursue prayer. Thank Him before you ask of Him. Praise Him before the ask. Praise Him before the complaints. He has given us so much to be grateful for. He wants to hear from you. And yes, He wants to hear ALL of it, even and especially the laments but I pray our hearts continue to spill over in thankfulness for all the many blessings He’s given us.

Your calling is not your own. It’s not to glorify your name. It’s not to bring you praise. In fact, the very word calling echoes with pride and selfishness in the Western Church. We were created for communion with Him, fellowship with others as we further the Kingdom and to ultimately bring Him glory. All else is in vain.

You do not owe the person who bullied you or abused you any sort of response. Forgiveness is not a re-entry. We are called to forgiveness. The same standard we use to judge others will be held for us. When we forgive others, we are forgiven (Matthew 7:2 & Luke 6:37). The Lord cares about the fragility of our hearts. In my own life, I felt the Lord moving me to close the door on certain relationships that only proved over and over to break my heart and cause me to stumble. My heart spoke forgiveness but I knew that for my own spiritual and emotional health, a goodbye was necessary. Praying for you as you say goodbye to relationships, friendships, etc. Seek communion with the Father. Seek His guidance.

The Lord has been faithful to me ♥️ In every season In every trial How can I pray for you? #christianwriters #godlytruth #godliness #christianliving

If you knew me back then… Jesus has completely changed my life. My heart. My surrender. I wasn’t just living in sin, I was so hurt and confused. I thought my world would forever be colored in gray. I thought I couldn’t possibly ever obtain color in my life. But then Jesus blew in like a mighty, rushing wind. He blew in with fire, a fresh wind. He completely changed me from the inside out. Living in His freedom has changed everything about who I am. Who I am in my work. Who I am as a mother. Who I am as a wife. Knowing the freedom He’s brought me makes it so much easier to show mercy to others. If He could forgive ME, I can most certainly show mercy to others.

Healing isn’t linear. It comes in waves. Some days the smell of someone brings me back. Some days certain triggers make me feel like I’m powerless again. But these moments don’t mean all your healing has been for nothing. It doesn’t mean you’ve regressed back to the start. If healing isn’t linear, that means there is no set destination. We won’t be perfect this side of Heaven. Healing can occur in a moment or in years. I’m thankful the Lord heals what He never broke. Thankful He hears me. Thankful He sees me.

Instagram is not your Bible. Social media influencers are not your Pastor. If you’re letting yourself be filled more by your account than by the Spirit of the Living God, then you are seriously missing out. Instagram and any other social media platform will leave you empty before it fills you. If you think you’re pouring from an empty cup, look at where you’re getting your supply. Are you filling your cup with social validation, accounts that validate you before they correct you? A wise man looks for correction. (Proverbs 9:8) True correction comes from living in the Word and community with fellow believers who are also deeply in the Word.

What was I rushing for? In hopes for healing. If good things take time, Then this healing is a friend of mine. Thank You Jesus for healing something You never broke.

We’re all a little flawed. Humans were never meant to fill the void that only God can. I’ve had my heart broken a thousand times or two and each time, He’s put back the pieces that He never broke. I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you; I will remove from you your heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh. - Ezekiel 36:26 I see you hurting and I know the pain. But Jesus calls us into wholeness and healing.

Are you buying into a milk agenda? One that just sets God on the throne of YOUR happiness? We are called to live a life of holiness and those who pursue holiness over happiness will surely stand firm as the days ahead get even more difficult. Thank you @jamesaladiran for this incredible word and for always standing my on Truth.

And even then, He is still good. Something I’ve had to wrap my head around my entire life. To be honest, I think He’s told me no far more than He’s ever told me yes and even so, He’s richly blessed my life. He held my hand when He told me no despite my constant pleading when I was 8 years old. He caught my tears when He told me no to my prayers for physical healing. He wept with me when He told me no when I asked for financial miracles when I was in my 20’s. All of my life, in all of the no’s, He still persistently shown His beautiful goodness. “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord. “As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.” Isaiah 55:8-9

Walk with the broken. Sit with the hurting. Rest with the weary. Cry with the weeping mothers. Rise with the fallen. Invite them for coffee. Ask for their stories. Lean towards them. Laugh with them. Cry with them. Not one of us is better than the other. No, not one. Be slow to show favoritism and slower still to neglect others. Wash their feet. Slow to judgement and quicker to love. “A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.” John 13:34-35

Surely we will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Surely, amidst the chaos. Amidst confusion. Amidst the trials.

He sees you ♥️

It ran in your family until it ran into JESUS. Generational curses stop when you partner with JESUS and plead His blood over generational sins and curses and replace it with blessings from CHRIST. His blood alone. We are not strong enough. We are not any better than those who came before us. We are all sinners in need of a Savior. The moment I realized all of this 👆🏻is the moment my life was forever changed. I had been striving for years to be the cycle breaker. I wanted to be the one who got my college degree, had children who felt blessed and were thriving with a beautiful blessed marriage. But I wanted MY hard work to show. I wasn’t giving credit to Christ. He is the chain breaker. He is the miracle worker. HIS BLOOD, not mine saved ME. All this done in strife to prove I was worthy enough to break the curse over generations before me. All this done to glorify my name when in reality I am no better than those who came before me. But when we partner with JESUS, lives are changed. Curses are broken. Demons FLEE. Jesus, we THANK YOU for your BLOOD and we repent for EVER taking your place as our own Savior. YOU alone have the power to save. We humble bow before you, comforted by your Perfect Presence, and ask that you break EVERY generational curse (take a moment to name them). We thank You for Your goodness and Your mercy and we pray Lord that You replace every curse with abundant blessings of peace, love and joy. We pray that everywhere we lack, You would continue to fill. In YOUR name, Amen

“It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery.“ There is freedom in sonship. There is freedom in walking with Christ, in holiness and in thanksgiving. No longer bound by sin, He’s set us completely free. As we celebrate Independence Day today, I pray you also turn inward and reflect on the freedom we have in Christ. The joy and fruitfulness we have in Him. Have a beautiful day with family, friends ♥️

I used to crave the prophetic word more than I craved time alone with Him. I found an old email I wrote to my mentor when I was 19 “I wish the Lord would tell you what He wants me to do. It would make it so much easier!” I was at a pretty big fork in the road: Pursue my college degree or pursue ministry. I had no idea what He wanted for my life. I think that’s why the prophetic gifting is coveted by so many and why we follow those who give prophetic words. We run to a simple answer before we sit at His feet, allowing Him to uncover what He wants for us. Because the second option takes time, it takes digging. It takes patience and submission, something we don’t often want to intentionally pursue. I’m not saying it’s wrong to receive a prophetic word as long as you know without a doubt, they are called by the Lord and are under Spiritual Leadership of a trusted follower of Jesus, but I am saying we are running in the wrong direction. Run towards Jesus. If we run hard and fast towards Christ, then when all others are silent and when we are left alone to figure things out without human counsel, we will be left with the Greatest Counselor, the Greatest Teacher. Seek Him today. Seek His Face always.

He’s given me more than I deserve. If I live the rest of my life in the valley, He’s still given me more than I deserve. If I am never fully healed this side of Heaven, He’s still given me more than I deserve. Abundant life Eternal life Unconditional love Grace Mercy His Spirit And the list goes on♥️

I need this reminder often. “If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith?” Heaven is our home. With our eyes always fixed on eternity with Him, earthly desires fade away.

If we had faith to come to Jesus the same way our children do, how much would it change us?

Your love sets me free. ♥️ Thank you Jesus.

Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the LORD your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Deuteronomy 31:6

I remember when I heard someone say it… I was cleaning the kitchen, listening to a podcast and it completely wrecked me. The reason I wasn’t completely giving God control of my life was because I didn’t trust in His goodness. And the truth is, at the surface I thought I did but when I dig deeper, I realized I didn’t. I didn’t trust Him enough to say “I love YOU more than anything. More than my children. More than my husband. More than my business. More than my dream of writing. I trust You with all of it. It’s all in Your hands.” I’ve seen first-hand how things can quickly be taken from you. I’ve seen how things can turn from good to worse in the span of a second and the traumas of life turned my faith into fear. I’ve seen my oldest on a hospital bed too often. I’ve seen my husband holding my hand while it was my turn on the hospital bed. I’ve seen my world flipped upside down in childhood and adulthood. But surely, I will see the goodness of the Lord in the lane of the living and He makes beauty from ashes. He redeems and fully restores. He didn’t cause my pain but redeems it for good. He didn’t cause the trauma or the events that caused the trauma. He is good and He cannot be anything other than good. “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. - Jeremiah 29:11

Kind words are like honey — sweet to the soul and healthy for the body. Proverbs 16:24 Have you spoken kindness today? #christianblogger #godlytruth #scripturaltruth

In a sea full of faces, He sees you. In a world full of need, He sustains you. All my life, I’ve sat on the sidelines waiting in expectation for Him to notice. For anyone to notice, really. To see my need and fill it. I was so busy caring for other people’s needs and rarely hearing anyone sit me down to ask how I really felt. Always the strong one, never coming across as weak as I truly felt. And because of that, the world carried on as my world inside crumbled apart. I know so many like this. We carry so much on our plate. We wipe away tears, snot and comfort others while we patiently wait to see if anyone will catch us when we fall. Who’s safe to fall to? Who is trustworthy to carry the weight of my expectations and sorrows? He is. Even if it were true that no one around me could catch me, He is more than enough. He is more than able. He is more than worthy. I can trust the God who created me in my mother’s womb to carry me and my emotions. I can trust Him not to run away when He sees how I really feel. I can rest in Him, knowing it won’t surprise Him that I’m not really that strong after all but rather, I’m weak. I trust because I know that He already knows me inside and out and loves me anyway. But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong. - 2 Corinthians 12:9-10 #christianwriters #godlymotherhood #godliness #scripturaltruth #biblicaltruth

For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. - Ephesians 6:12 We spend more time fighting each other than we do the real enemy. It should upset us that the enemy twists God’s truth in an effort to lead souls away from His mercy & salvation. It should upset us when he uses God’s children and infiltrates them to darkness. I pray that we all remember as the day comes closer for His return that in order to fight the real enemy, we shouldn’t waste our energy fighting each other but rather in prayer and in His Word, praying for the salvation of all. Is anyone above reproach? Absolutely not. We should all be held accountable but the real enemy is one we can’t see with our physical eyes. #christianblogger #godlyquotes #scripturaltruth