Home has become a strange concept for me.
We trust You, Jesus.
There is nothing I hate more than spoilers.
I would do it all-suffering and heartache-again in a heartbeat.
We struggle to commit to God, we struggle to commit to one another, we struggle to commit to a church.
I find my purest joy in the hardest hard.
I am looking around wondering what is next- a high or a low.
I got a chance to go back to the beginning of my faith and allow God to meet me right where I was at.
If I am elsewhere, I will rejoice that God’s dreams for my life are always so much greater than my own.
The little girl who fell in love with Jesus was always there. I Just had to go find her.
my head and my heart knowledge had not been matching up
Often, it is something as simple as a good friend that changes the course of one’s entire life.