I’m learning love does not express itself the way I thought it would.

I think poor poetry writing skills are excused when you’re simply trying to flush out emotions.

Dependence on the Lord is wisdom and self-reliance is foolishness. But dependence on the Lord does not mean laziness, it means prayerful action and patient perseverance…

With God, all things are possible- including, dominating adulthood, swimming upstream for life, and living in light of eternity in a world that tells you all you can do is live for the moment.

I pray that we would let God take us through the desert – not just so that we can arrive in the Promised Land, but so that we can talk, or simply listen, to Him...

May spending time with You be my first priority, may listening and obeying mark my life, may extravagant childlike joy and amazement mark my demeanor, may an openness to share your grace quickly and easily...

I’ve realized, though, we can either choose to be vulnerable or have moments of vulnerability sneak up on us. Like when you’re happily alone, strutting around your house naked, but then hear a sound. Suddenly,...

Instead of living our lives fighting discontentment, striving to gain contentment from things that were never meant to bring contentment… What if we gave it all up for a grand adventure, for a worthy cause,...

Sometimes, most times, when I think back to the people that I loved, the person that I was… I feel like I’m reading the pages of a book written about someone else’s life.I can’t believe...

Disappointments are often my greatest motivation.

Prayer is talking to God… but it’s so much more than that… it’s the beat of our heart, the attitude of our mind, the song on our tongue, the direction of our thoughts…

But never forget: When everything feels like it’s falling to pieces, the pieces might actually just be falling into place.

Real life is messy and hard and never turns out like I’ve imagined. Usually it’s better. So, I try not to dream but rather to pray. If there is one thing I know, it’s that...

There have been many many times where the uncertainty of life has made me want to force roots into the soil I’m currently standing on – because I’d rather have roots in any soil –...

I want to be known as the 23 year-old who is foolishly in love with a Prince she can’t see. I want to rejoice while holding the rose of singleness, even when my hands bleed...

I feel like my heart is wild and reckless, unpredictable and restless.

I’ve realized the most effective writing and living are done when we are willing to be vulnerable. I think we spend most of our lives trying to cover up our insecurities.