No More Striving

I think there’s something beautiful about childlike faith as a follower of Jesus.  It is not blind or naive.  We are well aware of our circumstances and opposition, yet to have childlike faith is to choose into believing that God is greater than any circumstance, is with us in the midst of every circumstance, and He is worth being trusted through it all.   … More No More Striving


Light of Love

One of my favorite memories of her is a light in the shadows of the darkest season of my life.   For two weeks while she battled cancer, my mom was in a coma.  We still don’t know why, but her first chemo treatment sent her into a slumber that left us worrying she would never … More Light of Love

I See You

I am white (-ish).  I am Latina.  In my blood intermingles the ancient history of the Incas with the fiery passion of the Italians with the colorful culture of the Mexicans with the stalwart pride of the Americans, who are really just a mix of other nationalities anyways. But I am also none of these. Beneath … More I See You

Facing Fear

Facing a fear does not conquer it. Fear does not respond to passive action. It is aggressive, binding, and crippling in the most subtle of ways. Fear responds to an active defiance of its false power because in that, it is powerless. … More Facing Fear

In Mama’s Words

On today, the day my Mama would have turned 60 years old, my sister Lizzy and I went to the lake and had a picnic for dinner.  We spent some time just staring out at the lake and thinking back on God’s faithfulness, thanking Him for the blessing of calling her Mama, for the years … More In Mama’s Words