Breaking The Silence

Being in ministry, I've heard a lot of testimonies. I've been hearing testimonies since I was small and couldn't even spell testimony. There are testimonies people share that are inspiring, sharing what God did for them and that's neat. Then, I've heard testimonies that grip your heart, that shatter all shame and condemnation and point [...]

2015: Lessons Learned

I could tell you all the things that I had to go through to really get to the place I am now. It’s the same plot line the enemy uses with so many, just different places and different faces. A tale of insecurity, lost identity, and the empty numbness where the love of God is so desperately needed. My testimony is my story, and it’s still being written.

I could tell you all the things that I had to go through to really get to the place I am now. It's the same plot line the enemy uses with so many, just different places and different faces. A tale of insecurity, lost identity, and the empty numbness where the love of God is so desperately needed. My testimony is my story, and it's still being written.

An Audience with the King

Even without all of the distractions, for the longest time there has been a small part of me that didn’t want to let go. Because sometimes in order to truly listen and hear, you have to relinquish control to your busy street of a mind. You have to silence yourself, and be still.

Even without all of the distractions, for the longest time there has been a small part of me that didn't want to let go. Because sometimes in order to truly listen and hear, you have to relinquish control to your busy street of a mind. You have to silence yourself, and be still.

No More Fear

Do you remember when you were small, and you had only seen what your parents had shown you? You barely could remember yesterday, but you had an imagination that stretched past the sky into the heavens. The world was good and there was no wrong. It was just you, your family, and a limitless adventure ahead.

Do you remember when you were small, and you had only seen what your parents had shown you? You barely could remember yesterday, but you had an imagination that stretched past the sky into the heavens. The world was good and there was no wrong. It was just you, your family, and a limitless adventure ahead.

Letting Go: A Tale of Self-Love

There’s no exact moment I can pin point when I stopped listening. I wish that I could tell a story of a girl bursting out from beneath the surface of self-hatred and embracing a life of love. But there just isn’t one.

My story goes something like this.

There's no exact moment I can pin point when I stopped listening. I wish that I could tell a story of a girl bursting out from beneath the surface of self-hatred and embracing a life of love. But there just isn't one. My story goes something like this.