Writing is art. There is such beauty in the vulnerability of writing. Words spoken and the ones left unspoken cause us to move. They cause us to shift. Whether we sink or swim - that part us up to us. Writing is my heart on a page and I have learned to be content while the waves ravage on.

When two or more are gathered in prayer, God promises He is with us. Shame has no room when coming before the throne. There is a prayer team waiting to stand with you and for you concerning the things weighing on your heart.

Everyone wants to be remembered for something. I want to be remembered for my love. By my passion for Jesus and this life He has blessed me with. Everyone has a story and this is just a peak at mine.