I’m a house flipper. That means I search for the ugliest homes in the best neighborhoods and turn them into something beautiful. Where others see mess, money, and stress, I see possibilities… and I see crazy correlations between renovating a home and renovating a soul.

That same God—the One who faithfully wrote the story of salvation—is writing your story, too.

Ever have one of those days when your minds feels like a browser with too many tabs open? I sure have! And the holidays—withall their extra obligations and preparations—tend to land squarely in that category for me.

“This awful moment wasn’t going to be the end of my story. When life feels impossibly hard, it’s easy to wonder if things will ever get easier. But in the very place where I fell apart, God began to rebuild something beautiful."

Even at night when my thoughts trouble me, I will bless the Lord… but learning to release control was not as easy as I wanted it to be.

Peace doesn’t come from perfect balance—it comes from releasing what was never ours to carry.

In those seasons of indecision, longing, or waiting, it’s easy to miss the truth

Jesus isn’t saying He will add to your load—He offers His yoke as a way to carry responsibilities differently.

I finally acknowledge more deeply the cost of the last year and a half, a season that completely upended me.