I’ve always thought how sad it is when a perfectly good piece of paper is crumbled and never crisp again. Or one bend of a book cover and it is forever changed. In one moment, often without warning, something that was just fine is forever changed. I can relate to the piece of paper and… Continue reading Creases and Crumbles
When God created man, He looked at him and saw that he was good. When Jesus prayed for all believers, He prayed we'd be together with Him and the Father. Jesus went to the cross and died for us, and one day He's coming back to take us with Him. Even with our sins. Even… Continue reading Intimacy with Jesus
Dear Reader, I hope you have enjoyed Songs of Waiting and I pray that it has blessed you in some sort of way. I keep feeling like I’m jumping the gun every time I introduce a new topic or aspect of waiting, and I realized I never actually shared my heart behind SOW and why… Continue reading Dear SOW Reader
There came a point in my life when I needed Jesus so much more I'd intentionally seek Him anywhere I could. One of those areas was music, so I began to listen to only Christian music. I thought it would only be for a few weeks while I was walking through the valley, but I'm… Continue reading The Power of Worship
I think purity can seem self-explanatory, but having a better understanding of what purity is and how to walk in the path of purity, we are better equipped to live the lifestyle. As I was studying for this post, I was completely bombarded with scripture and revelation. I had a deer in head lights look… Continue reading What Does Purity Even Mean?
I heard a testimony of a missionary who smuggles Bibles into countries where they are persecuted for their belief in Jesus. He has been to places where the locals have underground church services and sometimes people share one page of the Bible at a time. Y'all, one page. I couldn't imagine that. I couldn't imagine… Continue reading On Freedom and Freedom
I close my eyes and open my heart. My knees bowed and my spirit lifted. The duty of an intercessor, I begin to speak. Thankful, I praise. Grateful, I worship. In my room and on my floor, But part of something more. “My Father in heaven,” But with me and in me. How can it… Continue reading Prayer