Letter to my dad, my abuser.

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.

Slow down Mama, Be Still. You are raising the next generation of parents.

Every day, I have to choose: Will I dwell on the hurt, or will I lean into Jesus and His healing?

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

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.*

Establishing boundaries has been one of the most challenging aspects of my motherhood journey.

Let's talk about something taboo. Anger in motherhood.