on a dark day, grace came

and now i’ll never be the same

read this poem to stir your faith this christmas season 🕊️

one of the places i feel most close to God is next to the ocean. as i gazed upon the vast sea in front of me, i penned some lines of love to God. and also some lines of concern for my own life. be encouraged & inspired as you read this & recognize His love is all around even when your emotions try to trick you into believing something else.

one of the places i feel most close to God is next to the ocean. as i gazed upon the vast sea in front of me, i penned some lines of love to God. and also some lines of concern for my own life. be encouraged & inspired as you read this & recognize His love is all around even when your emotions try to trick you into believing something else.

healing begins when we stop judging broken things and start restoring them.

do you ever find yourself complaining or idle about the problems you see all around you?

this blog is an invitation. an invitation to be a dream do-er. to be someone who sparks & inspires rather than sulks and sits. read this and walk away different.

for those who are engaged — or wishing they were, i wrote down some thoughts & prayers for you 

share with someone who may need the encouragement ❤️

birds hum, lizards run, and i write my little heart away under the Miami sun. read my heart-felt reflection for my twenty fifth birthday.

what about the times when I didn’t let the restorer in?

what about the times when i experienced redemption yet took it for granted? 

restoration is a process. healing takes time. you may make mistakes along the way but read this and be strengthened by grace.

heartbroken, recovering from the rush of running to temporary highs, and feeling lonely led me to my knees. where i found the only love my soul could finally rest in. let the restorer in and watch him heal what only He can.

what if healing starts when the right words undo everything others convinced you to believe about yourself? let reading this undo your resolve to remain stuck in lies that bind.

let the world take what it wants — I’ve got something it can never touch.

this isn’t just a poem. it’s a bold resolve to stand firm when life caves in, to hold tight to what can’t be taken. read it when you're ready to fight back with peace, purpose, and identity that can’t be taken away.

let the world take what it wants — I’ve got something it can never touch.

this isn’t just a poem. it’s a bold resolve to stand firm when life caves in, to hold tight to what can’t be taken. read it when you're ready to fight back with peace, purpose, and identity that can’t be taken away.

let the world take what it wants — I’ve got something it can never touch.

this isn’t just a poem. it’s a bold resolve to stand firm when life caves in, to hold tight to what can’t be taken. read it when you're ready to fight back with peace, purpose, and identity that can’t be taken away.

the scathing. the ripping. read to see what kind of pain leads to saving.

Grace waits quietly, not to shame us, but to free us. I wrote this from a place of defeat. But God met me with grace. Maybe you need that reminder too. ❤️

Grace waits quietly, not to shame us, but to free us. I wrote this from a place of defeat. But God met me with grace. Maybe you need that reminder too. ❤️

the pain of change is so real. as I reflect on this year, I see how much I’ve changed and with that has come some inevitable growing pains. read part 2 of the pain of change for some hope even in the midst of all the changes 🪙♡

the pain of change is so real. as I reflect on this year, I see how much I’ve changed and with that has come some inevitable growing pains. read for some hope even in the midst of all the changes 🪙♡

“God was pleased to have all his fullness dwell in him.” Colossians 1:19. Him, being Jesus. How could the fullness of God be contained in a man? How could perfection dwell in sin? How could this great love come as a baby and one day sprawl out his body on the cross? I invite you too see how I answer these questions with adoration and deep thought.

if you’ve been feeling like the mundane of life is weighing you down, this one’s for you♡

nothing to prove 

nobody else to be

nothing else to see 

except for my love's eyes staring right back at me

how can someone so holy love a sinner like me, whose hands are filthy?

i will never know… it'll take a life to uncover such a wonderfully beautiful mystery