The battle has always been fought in the mind. It's as if Paul is looking straight at me and saying, "Girl, it's time to change. Let go of the guilt, the shame, the fear, and the need for control. Stop defining yourself by broken worldly systems. Change your thinking."

Sometimes what feels like breaking is actually the beginning of becoming.

I’d never been through that kind of pain. It took my breath away from the inside out, leaving me hollow and empty, gasping for air and answers.

I did not need to solve my whole life at once. I just needed the courage to take the next step with God.

I have learned that I cannot continuously give away pieces of who I am to appease other people. The priority has to be, first and foremost, “I am God’s child, God’s prize possession,” and I have to accept who God tells me that I am. The tunnel did not get the final word; God did, and God’s truth became the light that led me forward.

The call is not always to run faster, but to keep running. Even a slow, halting step forward is still faithfulness.

Maybe hope isn’t meant to feel strong all the time. Maybe hope, in its truest form, is quieter than that. Smaller. More stubborn.

Humility as the path to unity sounds beautiful in theory, but in practice it becomes holy work.

I know this much: I have no easy answers. I have nothing to offer on my own. But I do trust that God has something to say about the matter—something worth hearing.

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.

For some, leaving Christmas decorations up into January (or after!) is a way to hold on to the joyous scenes of the season. For me, I prefer to spend the week between Christmas and New Year's slowly but surely taking down the last trace of tinsel. My household celebrates and decorates Christmas big—down to each room getting a makeover, from our vintage Christmas cottage comforter to the ice-skating Mickey & Minnie shower curtain in our daughter's bathroom. Simplifying and cle

Advent tells a different story: Love entered the imperfect and chose to come close.

Faith allows me to know that even though I’m often caught unaware by my life circumstances, God never is. He’s already planned how to work through them for my good (Romans 8:28). It’s hope of God moving in all things that allows me to move forward with joy and freedom, tackling my issues with faith instead of being dominated by them.

Even the most ordinary day becomes holy ground when we remember Who walks through it with us.

When you feel like you’re not enough, remember: your worth isn’t defined by rejection or circumstances. True strength and peace come from anchoring your identity in Christ’s unshakable love.

Daring to believe you deserve great things is a challenge. Obstacles come your way that can tear at your determination. Sometimes all it...

I have found one of the harder challenges in life is learning to reconcile who you thought you would be with who you actually are.