I think sometimes we look at what’s happening in our lives and assume we know what it means. We see the battle and think we’re losing. We see something buried and think it’s dead. We see a closed door, a season of silence, or something falling apart and think we’ve reached the end of the story. But

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When I was younger, I used to write a lot of poetry. I remember writing about my dad, and back then every word came from a place of hurt. I was trying to put language around an absence I didn’t understand about a little girl who couldn’t figure out why someone she loved could leave and never come b

I think one of the hardest things I’m learning is that God’s work in my life has not always looked beautiful while He’s doing it. Honestly it actually looks a lot more like things becoming uncertain, more exposed, and more unfinished. But I’m starting to see that there are things I spent years lear

The older I get, the more surreal it feels. An ordinary girl who spent so much of her life feeling unnoticed, wondering if she mattered, never imagining that the Creator of the universe had known my name all along. Sometimes I just sit in awe of that. The God who spoke galaxies into existence, who