Psalm 139 Ministry
Momma I’m honored to be called momma. My little boy leaned in to give me a kiss yesterday after calling my attention to him with a long drawn out momma. It warms my heart beyond words. In the dark of night my toddler crawled into bed with me, wrapped her little arms around my neck, andVIEW POST
Every good thing I gain will come from the sacrifice of who I once was; before Christ.
If you only knew. What I’ve done. Said. Thought. Felt. Where I’ve been. I’m unlovable. As your heart is tenderly hurting, your mind is questioning, and your soul cries out, hear this truth today.
I’m tired and I don’t want to be. But I am. The last several days have been a struggle. A struggle more than your normal struggle with normal stress. In the dark of morning where my life is usually pretty intentional I’ve struggled. It’s real. And I’ve tried to decipher why. Why am I struggling.VIEW POST
The beauty of a sleeping baby is without words. The beauty of a sleeping toddler reminds us they are precious gifts. But the moments leading up to their restful sleep can be oh so very difficult to manage. This Easter morning I was tasked with giving grace, showing mercy, remaining calm, and providing correction moreVIEW POST
Sinful desires destroy. They destroy the very essence of who you are. Drugs. Lust. Pride. Anger. Unforgiveness. Acid to your soul. Eating away at who you are while leaving behind a barely recognizable shell of the person you once were. Pain. Decay. Anger. Disappointment. Lies. Frustration. Blame. A glimmer of desire for different is there. I canVIEW POST
