Long ago, God told me that my life is not about me; it is a story about him in which I am blessed to play a starring role.
Quest for Refuge
The Night I Gave Up
Why do you seem to have my back once I fall 50 feet under water but leave me stranded when I'm in the sinking boat?
A Look in the Mirror
I'm looking out of the window, staring at the palm trees, hoping one day I might come to be so content. Yet so admired by the girl I'd move mountains for.
Problems, Problems, Problems
The truth is: I feel hopeless, but Christ is still my hope. My everything. And I'll cry out in anguish to him until I find healing--physical or mental--because I know I need him.
Two-Sided Life
We tend to give people this one-sided view of our lives. This image of beautiful satisfaction or immeasurable disdain. Sometimes true, sometimes false, but always an unequal depiction of truth.
Tainted Trust
God doesn’t need me in order to work. My faith is not the fuel to his abilities although we teach that nonsense all the time.
Beautiful, Unmerited Grace
I want every person who has ever looked up to me to know that I am nothing special. This story is about a God who can take the most wretched circumstances and work them out for good.
The Truth About Freedom
I may be chained to this feeling of depression due to other people not valuing me, but I don’t have to be.
Have Your Way
God, my greatest desire-the desire that frightens me terribly-is that you have your way in my life.
Unapologetically Christian 