The ache of waiting is heavy. The sound of the ticking clock is so loud. But here’s what I’m learning, even here: God’s timing isn’t bound by my clock. God’s promises aren’t fragile because of my age. And God’s goodness isn’t late, even when it feels like my heart has been waiting forever.

He did this for US.

Let your kids see you run to Jesus in the middle of the pain. You’re showing them what it means to be held by a God who never lets go.

Maybe you’ve found yourself here because you’re searching. Maybe life feels heavy, confusing, or even just a little empty.

Motherhood isn't meant to be done alone. We need each other.

God, if You are real, hold my hand through this.

Boundaries are not about giving up on people. They are about acknowledging that you are not their savior.

We can’t outsource parenting. We can’t let church be the only place they hear about Jesus. And we can’t let distractions rob us of joy.

Jesus showed us the greatest act of love when He gave His life for us. But in the everyday moments of parenting, marriage, friendships....

She sees herself through my eyes now, twirling with confidence. One day, she'll see herself through His—knowing she is wonderfully made.

*Trigger Warning: This post is about sexual abuse and trauma* It is REAL and RAW.*

If you’ve struggled with a distorted view of Jesus because of past hurts, religious control, or bad experiences with the church, this post

Jesus doesn’t ask for perfect conditions—He just asks for our hearts and our time.

God chose Mary to be the mother of Jesus. Imagine the weight she must have felt knowing that she was raising the one who would save...