Father, you know me.

“With all of my ways, you are familiar.” Psalm 139:3

Growing up, my mom would always say that she knew me better than I knew myself. She could predict when I would get mad, the dinner I would choose from the menu, or my reaction to a gift from my grandmother. It would creep my out how well she knew me.

In reality, I am probably one of the most predictable people ever. While my mom might claim to know me better than myself, God truly does. He knows everything about me. Continue reading

I’m Gonna Let It Shine.

“Take care, then, that the light in you not become darkness.” Luke 11:35

I don’t know about y’all, but “This Little Light of Mine” was my JAM when I was six. I would scream-sing it around the house for hours on end. It’s catchy, right? Letting your light shine, showing the world who you are and whose you are.

In a world overcome by darkness–racism, mass shootings, terrorism, war, famine–that simple idea of ‘letting our light shine’ gets more complex by the day. How can we sing of goodness when our hearts are breaking? Or when it’s easier to sit in despair? Or when our anger consumes our thoughts and hate rests on the tip of our tongues? Continue reading

Wonderfully Made.

“For You formed my inward parts; You wove me in my mother’s womb. I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; wonderful are Your works, and my soul knows it very well. Psalm 149-13-14

God knew us before our mothers’ womb. He knew us before we were even a thought. We have been wanted throughout our history regardless of parentage or current circumstance. We were NEVER an accident or mistake. We were not unscheduled or unplanned. We have always, and will always be wanted—despite how we may feel now. Continue reading

Speak with Grace.

“Let your conversation be always full of grace, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how to answer everyone.” Colossians 2:17

It’s hard to hold our tongues when we’re angry. I’ve been struggling with this concept lately, so it’s only fitting that God guided me to this passage tonight. I find myself caught up in emotion, that I feel the need to drag everyone else into it. Why is that?

I don’t want to be THAT person, the negative Nancy of the group. Last year, I was voted ‘Sparkling Personality,’ and this year I’m honestly afraid of the label I’d be given. I’ve given my hurt a voice instead of my heart. Breaking away from my self-pity isn’t always easy. Accepting that He has a greater plan for me when I feel so utterly lost is difficult to stomach.

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