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  Hindsight is 2020 might be the understatement of the decade. Can you believe we’ve almost made it to the shore of 2021? I don’t know how this y...

      Happy first day of fall! Summer comes to a close right around the same time as my birthday. I know we’re all pumped for fall by the time Sep...

“On the day of Pentecost all the believers were meeting together in one place. Suddenly, there was a sound from heaven like the roaring of a mighty...

A few nights ago I said at the dinner table that I wanted Winnefred’s wedding journals to reach more people. They’re all kinds of cute and happy — ...

Yesterday afternoon I took a nice Sunday drive….around my neighborhood. Let’s be real here. I haven’t really left my corner of the world in about ...

Happy Ash Wednesday! Leading up to Lent, I have been thinking about how to be present this season. Do I give up chocolate? Social media less? Volu...

Within your heart you can make plans for your future, but the Lord chooses the steps you take to get there. -Proverbs 16:9 9 TPT Hindsight is 2020 — literally — this year. Looking back at the past decade can give so much insight into how to prayerfully walk into the new decade ahead. 

The other night I had my first post grad “forgot to study for a test” dream. Of course, in my dream I got my test back and had royally failed it. A...

One of my last endeavors of the decade was *finally* sitting down and reading a book. The last month of this year has been a whirlwind. My rhythms ...

Christmas is one week from today, and Advent season has absolutely flown by. Over the past few weeks I’ve been compiling little revelations along t...

Today is my 23rd birthday. Psalm 23 feels extra fitting for me in these days, not to mention it’s also my new age. I fully acknowledge 23 sounds “sooooo young!!!” to some of you. *gasp!* One day I’ll be laughing about that too. But I often wonder how I got here so fast! In this very moment, I have never been this old and I will never be this young ever again. No matter your age, I’m sure you can relate to this crazy paradox.

A year ago I was starting my senior year of college. Fast forward to this year…I find myself driving down the same road, but my car isn’t filled to the top with bedding and clothes and all the school things I “need” to survive sorority house living. Instead I pass the gates of campus with alum status and an expired campus parking decal. (Not to mention a degree. Yippeee!)