Happy New Year. It’s hard to believe that a year ago I started this blog. Looking back now, I can honestly say that 2025 was one of the most transformative years of my life, carrying some of the greatest lessons I've ever learned . It brought a new community of women I didn’t know I needed. It removed people and things I once clung to. It strengthened my faith in ways I didn’t even realize were missing. But more than anything, it taught me the power of choice . When I began

"Make level paths for your feet, so that what is lame may not be put out of joint but rather be healed.”— Hebrews 12:13 I’ve been thinking a lot about roadblocks lately—the kind that show up in the middle of our lives without warning. The kind that forces you to slam on the brakes and sit there for a minute, staring at something you didn’t ask for and definitely didn’t plan on. A roadblock, by definition, is something that stops you from continuing forward. But spiritually? I

Why this has quietly become one of my favorite years.

What started as a 40-mile hike with a 30-pound backpack turned into a soul lesson I didn’t see coming. The weight bruised my shoulders, slowed me down, and—eventually—became so familiar I didn’t want to take it off. Isn’t that exactly how shame and pretending creep into our lives? We get so used to the heaviness, we start believing it’s normal. But Jesus says otherwise: He lifts the load, cleans the closets, and gives us the kind of makeover no human hands could ever do.