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Forgiving is how we trust the Lord with our pain, and with our story. It’s how we take our lives back from destruction. It’s how we remove the poison dart, and allow life to begin to flow again. None of it is easy, but neither is walking with a bitter and deeply wounded heart.

For a long time, I didn’t understand Jonah. Why was Jonah so cold? Why did he have such a hard time doing what the Lord told him to do? Why wouldn’t he rejoice that there was hope for the city of Nineveh? Why was he the way that he was? I certainly wouldn’t act like Jonah… Well… some days, not only am I just like Jonah—I’ve actually grown to appreciate him. I don’t agree with his actions. I don’t agree with the stance of his heart. But I appreciate and value the full sincerit

Lord, Are You the One—or the Plus One—in my life? This question settled in my spirit this morning as I listened to Trample by Kim Walker-Smith. As I worshiped, I found myself reflecting on the power of God and the undeniable reality of who He is. The kind of real that meets us not just in worship, but in every corner of our life. So, I questioned what is this life anyway? Well, in this life Jesus told us plainly that we will face tribulations (John 16:33). We do have a real e

At the end of VBS this week, they held a raffle where each child’s name was drawn from a basket. If your name was called, you’d receive a gift. Each night, the prizes got better—on the final evening, they raffled off a Nintendo Switch. I didn’t attend that last night. I stayed home with my youngest; it had been a long week, and both of us needed a gentler, quieter evening. My husband went instead, along with our eleven-year-old son Eric and our four-year-old daughter Ellie. W

Today, the story of Lot has been resting on my heart. Lot was Abraham’s nephew, and when the Lord called Abraham into an unknown land, Lot journeyed with him. For a time, they thrived side by side. But as their possessions grew, tensions rose between their herdsmen. The land could no longer support them both. So Abraham, loving and generous, gave Lot the first choice of where to settle. Whatever Lot chose, Abraham would take what remained. We find that pivotal moment in Genes

Some of the deepest wounds I’ve had to heal from came not from the world—but from within the Church. As someone recently said, “sheep bite.” And it’s true. They do. And it hurts. And yet, some of the most honest, healing, Spirit-filled conversations I’ve ever had were not with those who looked the part of holiness—but with the broken. The weary. The cracked jars of clay that let God’s light shine through (2 Corinthians 4:7). These are the people who don’t pretend. Who know wh

Today, I turn 33 — my Jesus Year. 🤍 I enter this new chapter not with fanfare, but with a quiet and holy awe. Out of everything the Lord has allowed me to experience, the highest and most sacred achievement of my life is this: To know Him — and to be known by Him. And even in that, I smile. Because it’s not an “achievement” I earned. It’s a gift I was given. Not because of who I am or what I’ve done — but because of who He is. Salvation is the miracle of His mercy. A door fl

At just 12 months old, Eric’s language regressed completely. He was no longer speaking, no longer making eye contact, not attuning to his name. By 15 months, during his Early Steps evaluation, the doctors looked worried. They gave us a guarded prognosis. His cognitive score was low. They explained that because he wasn’t yet speaking, they couldn’t fully understand what he knew, but the score showed very low comprehension. So we cried. At 18 months, the diagnosis came: Autism.

Ladies, the Lord has called us to such important things. Our essence as women is incredible. As women, we are allowed to grow life within us and around us. We truly tend to such a varied garden. Think about it. We have a gentleness and warmth that draw those around us. With the Lord, we can be a space of rest, counsel, and light to others. The Lord has imbued us with such senses that we can tell when things are shifting in certain environments—oftentimes before they do. With

My Abuelo and I in Cuba, 2013. This past weekend, my husband and I visited the Dominican Republic for the first time. He was invited by...

I love creating areas in my home that feel inspired. I daydream about how to redecorate over and over again. Should I move this piece of art? Change the color scheme of the throw pillows? More light or low light? How can I create an atmosphere that embodies the peace the Lord gives me, or foster the peace that He needs me to have? Yet this isn't just me; I believe many women share this beautiful gift of nesting—transforming houses into homes. After finding Jesus, I dreamed o

Have you been here before?So certain of what the Lord is calling you to do. Yet when you look through your natural eyes - it seems daunting?

I was doing laundry tonight when I heard Natalie Grant's song "My Weapon." What a powerful song! It's a warfare song with a profound truth: "Your presence is my greatest weapon." As I sang, worshipped, and declared these words, I couldn't shake the image of a lion behind me. One of my favorite scenes in C.S. Lewis's The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe is when Aslan's (the lion) presence becomes visible behind Edmund. Edmund had strayed down a dark path, making many mistakes

This year has been quite the journey. It's been a day-by-day struggle, with some good moments, but overall, it has felt like an uphill battle. The phrase "hanging by a thread" has carried significant weight for my mental well-being throughout this year. But as another saying goes, *"when you're hanging by a thread, make sure it is the hem of His garment." That's why when the song "Lord Do It For Me" by Zacardi Cortez played in my car, I listened to it attentively, on repeat.