I grew up in church and have heard the term "die to self" many times. I have even read it in the bible. I don't think I have ever been in a place

The above picture is a pile of two notebooks and an unnumbered stack of poems I have written. Poems from 2010 up until recent years. Two days ago I grabbed my poetry binder

I struggle with being needed. More specifically, I struggle with measuring my worth and my usefulness by how much I am needed or not needed. I am sure this is not a struggle

completely wrapped and covered in the love of Jesus. in peace. in comfort of the Holy Spirit. in protection. in the truth of Jesus. unable to break free from His grasp. His hands.

My fíance and I recently adopted a kitten. Prior to picking her up, we went to get some essential things for her. A litter box, food, a toy and cat litter. What we

Today I have realized that my insecurities are a product of my unbelief in who God says I am. Today I am wrestling with insecurities that I have not really wrestled with since

There is a freedom that comes with remembering things. Even painful and traumatic memories can lead to freedom. The freedom comes when I invite the Lord to be with me. Lately the Lord

I worry when I cannot see the plan. When things seem too blurry to comprehend, I start asking questions and thinking "God where are you", my prayers are filled with my unbelief. Imagine

I have been having a hard time writing. While this is not the first time I have had "writers block", this is the first time I have experienced it to this extent. Why,

Let your eyes look directly forward,    and your gaze be straight before you. Keep straight the path of your feet,    and all your ways will be sure. Do not swerve to the right

"And he said, “Let anyone with ears to hear listen!” Mark chapter 4, the parable of the sower. For those unfamiliar, the parable is taught by Jesus and he is telling those with

"I don't mind waiting" this is the response I gave the Lord not too long ago. Ever since, I have been wrestling with not being frustrated in this waiting. God is stretching my

Father, I come to you in my dry place and I call on your name. I am in need of your guidance and of your strength. I have been struggling to use the

I am realizing with the help of the Holy Spirit that being gifted and being called are two different things. When I was in the 10th grade, I sat outside my house and