Advocate for righteousness and confront error
Last weekend, one of the leaders of the campus of the church that I attend stood in front of everyone and apologized on behalf of the leadership for dropping the
Wellness is a journey that you have to own for yourself
When I first moved back to Charlotte a few years ago, I was still traveling internationally, A LOT. I would regularly hop on a flight to Dubai, or London, or
Serve others with a joyful heart
Summer 2019 was HARD. And, so incredibly REWARDING. Like no summer I’ve ever experienced. I would do it all over again and I hope I have the opportunity to do
Be obedient to His call on your life
2018 was an industrious year in my life. I bought and started an AirBnB business, I started a blog, I wrote a chapter in a book, I started supporting my
Are you a believer or a follower?
This past week, my social media feed was blowing up about ALL things NBA. Other than Kemba Walker leaving the Hornets, I know and care about….oh, none of it. And
God doesn’t want us to get stuck scratching our heads or over-analyzing our circumstances. When you’ve got a guide you can trust, you don’t have to worry about the path you’re on.
Swaziland captured my heart from the first moment I arrived. I was enamored. With the beauty. With the people. With the weather. In the time that I lived there, I
God isn’t always leading us to the safest route forward but to the one where we’ll grow the most. He speaks most clearly in the stillness that desperation brings and He’s hoping we’ll return more dependent on him.
As I’ve mentioned in a previous post, I LOVE my bed. I have the absolute BEST mattress (hello, Purple!), a bazillion pillows, blankets from Mexico and a duvet that my
God often uses what we’re good at to guide us into what we do next.
My friends and family stay on me to make sure that I don’t take on too much. Because I LOVE to use my spiritual gifts to glorify the Lord. And
When our faith gets tested, we have the chance to grow. God guides us to uncomfortable places because He knows most of us are too afraid to seek them out ourselves.
Not too long ago I was encouraged by a leader in my church to share my ‘sufferings’ with the people I do life with so that they see that [my]
People don’t grow where they are planted, they grow where they are loved.
My Sunday mornings are cray cray. Like, seriously. This season of life has brought me “slower” weeks and VERY busy weekends. I spend most Saturdays on my seminary’s campus in