I found this file on my computer this week, and realized I never posted this anywhere. I wrote it 3 years ago, but the truths stayed the same. It is the story of being a prodigal daughter, and the God who says to us "Daughter, you are now home." When I followed Jesus in high [...]
September 18th. It is a day that holds the highest of highs and lowest of lows for our family. it is a date that holds loss, and celebration. A date that has carried hope, and fear. Faith and uncertainty. A day that taught us how to endure through a storm. 7 years ago it was [...]
This is a letter I wrote to an older "Olivia" but it was inspired by someone who struggles with fearing she won't go to heaven out of the worry she will make the wrong decisions. This letter is for her... and for others who may feel like her.
Olivia knows she is a little princess. She is confident in who she is. She knows she is loved, and she would wear her favorite princess dress everyday if she could. I am pretty different in that confidence department, and that is what I am sharing about on my new post for Candidly Christian this [...]
Tonight is the night before Good Friday, and I have been doing a lot of thinking of what events that happened the night before Jesus died on the cross, especially in regards to what happens in the garden. Here my thoughts, on where I want to find myself tonight.
Today I am doing something a little different on the blog, and sharing a video testimony/encouragement about a dream Olivia had during naptime yesterday. Take a watch, as this dream comes straight from the heart of God, and teaches us about the faith of a child.
Today I am sharing about Easter outfits, the hope of Easter, yet the reality we are all facing... and the one thing Jesus never asks us to do.
A few months ago I took a trip to Texas. For those of you who don't know, I have a fear of flying. I fly a couple times a year, and it doesn't get easier. Before I left for the airport the day of my trip, I put on make-up, curled my hair, put on [...]
What lead a grown man to sob uncontrollably in my arms, while saying over and over I want my mommy, I want my mommy? Forgiveness. I met him in Rwanda and walked him through forgiving his mother for leaving him and his siblings in the genocide for her own safety. Years he had held on to the pain, but he was in a place where he wanted to forgive her, and try to reconcile with her as well.
Before we get there though...there is something else we need to address.
It was a beautiful day in Long Beach, CA. We were doing what we normally did on our days off. Laying on the beach, and swimming through the waves. Just as quickly as I had dove through the wave, I was slammed by the next one, and pounded into the ocean floor. I had no [...]