Walking with a purpose

Peace. Be. Still…. Breathe that in for a second. Let those words wash over you. For some, the words "peace be still"  may sound extremely churchy. If you are like me you probably could be a millionaire with a number of times you have heard them. Also if you are like me, with tons of anxiety looming near you need this reminder.  Even still. Peace. Be. Still… These words suggest that we can have peace, but it can be fleeting or easily moved. The next time you notice your life has shifted from peace to frustration, peace to worry, peace to doubt, peace to fear; I want to challenge you to demand peace to return to its rightful place in our atmosphere. I don’t want my emotions to be determined by my situation. I want my situation and emotions to align with what I insist is the highest reality. In the best version of myself, I am full of peace, patience, grace, and love. Remind your heart that your faith is in control. Even the direst situations will ...

Build my Life So it's my birthday weekend, and I sit here on the heels of a new season, new doors on the journey ahead, and extremely expectant for what is next. However I can't help but reflect on 26. It was the year I woke up one day and decided to start taking my life back. Taking my life back from the lies, taking my life back from the mistakes, and placing my life back in the foundation that is Jesus. I was in the middle of a battle where the enemy was attempting to take my life from me. Then one day it clicked with Jesus, and I decided I wanted to be genuinely happy not waiting for the next time I could be temporarily satisfied. I think a lot of people have been looking at me these last few months and are asking,  "What changed? You are different. You look different."  It's difficult to explain.  There was a lot of breaking that took place.  It wasn't just one particular moment. It was mainly a decision to stop ignoring the voice on the insid...

You look at me, And you see all that I need. Insecurity Makes no difference to you You love me In spite of me You still love me I have been searching for myself in the eyes and hearts of people around me. Hoping and praying that they would see me, and know. Talk to me on the phone, and know. Pass by me, and know. Despite my efforts I was still the girl who felt invisible. Real pain always seeps through the facade and punctures our mask, forcing us to look at ourselves. The truth is, most of the time we have this feeling, this voice inside of us telling us that we’re too close to give up. The voice makes us believe that we can do it, but it doesn’t always mean we can do it alone. How often do we get lost in life and never stop to ask God for His divine direction? Instead, we go to church each Sunday to receive more fuel to further our will, hardly ever asking what His will is for our lives.  I'm so often reminded of what Faith in the storm looks like. Job...

Walking along the dusty, desert road, a man named Moses is caught off guard. He sees a bush and it's inflamed, but not burning. Ablaze and lit up, the bush flickers off flecks of fire but the bush, leaves, and stems are not consumed. Slowly, cautiously, Moses approaches the burning bush. So many times I find myself walking in a desert wanting desperately to hear from God. Amidst of dry and arid landscape, there are times I find myself asking,  What am I supposed to do with my life?  I may not be Moses or have a big stick, but if we take a look at his life we can learn from his desert season and what God requested of him, things that God requests of you.  We are told in Exodus 3 that God spoke to Moses through a burning bush. As He spoke to Moses, He asked him to do something specific. Moses carried a rod in his hand and God asked him to  lay it down . No big deal, right? Just lay the stick down. Done. We can read that portion and not se...

Who I Am Forward One of the most phenomenal experiences of my life comes from being able to experience life through other people’s hearts, and minds. Many people have a preconceived notion about who I am, and what matters to me. However, one of the few people who knows who I am is finding out who she is and it is empowering to be a part of her journey.   It happens often that I get texts thanking me for my support and being a constant in her life but the truth is, she knew me when I was a cashier that had dreams. She knew me when I moved out for the first time and struggled. She knew me when I was in school, struggling to make ends meet and holding it all together. She knew me when I was making terrible decisions. She knew me when I didn’t know myself. She knew me when I was becoming a woman and she was a part of me finding who I wanted to be. NOW I get to be with her on her journey! Every day she impresses me with her continued growth, which makes me challenge myself...