Christian Living

In my last blog, I talked about how God’s plans are incomprehensively better than anything we could create for ourselves.   It isn’t because God didn’t make us capable of forming our own plans because He did. He wants us to choose His way. He desires our trust and faith that He will deliver us […]

God only misses the mark when we define the mark for him.    We can’t put God in a box. When our expectations aren’t met, it isn’t because God couldn’t meet them. It’s because we shouldn’t be making them in the first place.   I used to think that my proposal for life was better.

I once was lost. Lost within an ever-changing world. Lost within a self-centered culture. Lost inside deep holes I had dug for myself.   The definition of lost is being unable to find one’s way.   For years I wandered this life not knowing who I was. Not recognizing that my purpose for being on

The world will make you promises. Promises that say it can give you everything you want. Everything you think you need. It’ll fill your desires in small increments to build tolerance– making it easier to say yes to the next time the world tempts you. The world makes you believe it has all the answers.

For years I would look at myself in the mirror and pick out every imperfection. Every flaw. Every part of myself that I desperately wanted to change.   I thought I wasn’t pretty enough to be loved or confident enough to fit in. That’s where I believed a lie. A lie that said I would