BLOGS

You’d think I found God in a church pew, hands lifted, surrounded by worship music and warm smiles. But no. I didn’t find Him there,

All my life, I lived under a lie; I wasn’t enough. Not good enough to be loved. Not smart enough to succeed. Not holy enough

I used to think “redemption” was only for sermons, big, holy words that sounded good on Sundays, clean and out of reach for me. Growing

There was a time when I thought I had to chase God. Run faster. Pray louder. Read more. Do better. But somewhere along my healing