True Beauty vs. Outward Appearance: A Teacher’s Heart for Her Students

When I see a stunning student using her beauty to manipulate rather than succeed, I'm reminded that real beauty comes from within. Here's why character matters more than appearance—for students and for myself.

Spaghetti Brains and Family Trees: When Your Lineage Ends with You

My counselor says women's brains are like spaghetti—everything connects. While creating a tribute video for my brother's doctorate, I realized my line on the family tree ends with me.

When Everything Breaks at Once: Finding God in Life’s Perfect Storms

A windstorm shattered my patio table, washing machine died, seedlings froze. My toddler niece asked about cuts on my knees, and I realized I'd been asking God 'why?' too. Here's what the ocean taught me instead.

The Day I Wielded a Pick Axe and Found My Resurrection

After a devastating fight with Charming, I spent seven hours in my garden wondering if dry bones can live. Here's what Ezekiel's vision taught me about hope, growth, and fairy tale endings.

When Faith Moves Mountains: A Family’s Prayer Journey Through Medical Crisis

When my brother faced a life-threatening medical emergency, our family learned that faith isn't about avoiding mountains—it's about watching God move them. Here's how prayer, family, and unwavering hope carried us through the darkest valley.

Underdressed and Childless: What I Saw in the Bathroom Mirror

At a Wheaton alumni event surrounded by pregnant women in cocktail dresses, I escaped to the bathroom and saw everything I wasn't. Sometimes God meets us in our most envious moments.

The February Beach Day That Saved Me From My Winter of Waiting

I'd been asking God for a sign about motherhood when He gave me a seventy-degree day in February instead. Here's what I learned about footprints in the sand and everyday miracles.

Breaking Up and Making Up: When Love Isn’t Enough to Fix Everything

After Charming broke up with me to "free me from my dreams," I realized the problem wasn't him—it was me. Here's how a one-hour breakup taught me that I needed to reclaim the missing pieces of myself.