Footprints

I knew the Footprints in the Sand poem before I ever read the bible. My grandma had a version of the famous poem in her home. We didn’t go to church, but small glimpses of who God is were a part of my childhood. Many years later, as an adult and a Christian, my...

It’s a Journey

While scrolling through Facebook recently, I came upon a meme that, initially, begged for me to push the like button. It read: An unhealed person can find offense in pretty much anything someone does A healed person understands that the actions of others has...

If Only . . .

I’ve been thinking about regret a lot lately. Out of all the negative emotions I’ve experienced in life, regret is the most hopeless feeling. It is dark and heavy and sends my mind in circles. I should have . . . I never should have . . . If only I knew . . . Why...

The Power of a Name

What is in a name? Everything . . . but not all things. I recently came upon a Facebook post stating that a person’s name is God-given and very important, creating their identity. This got under my skin, and I almost kept scrolling. For nearly my entire life, I have...