Wrong. I wish it was. I’ve always been envious of people who knew what they wanted to be when they grew up.  Honestly, I was that person...

"Because you're mine. That's why you matter to me." I wish I had understood that's how God saw me earlier in my life.

I heard God whisper the other day, “So, how is your soul?” Almost instantaneously, tears burst to my eyes. What in the world was that...

Overcommitted? Can't say no? Need more hours in a day? HELLO! I’m so glad you’re joining me on this journey. By seeing how many mistakes...