You were made to be yourself, not a copy of someone else
Friend, You come to me wearing masks you did not choose, speaking words that are not your own,…
Messages for The Journey
A message of hope for anyone in recovery
My Recovering Child, You stand before me now, and I see you clearly—not as you were in those seasons of shadow, but as you…
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A letter to the broken-hearted
My beloved child, I know what happened. I was there — in the silence of that room when…
You don’t need to earn your place in the world
My beloved child, I watch you searching, and my heart swells with tenderness at your earnest seeking. You…
The voice that questions your worth is lying to you
My Beloved Child of Infinite Worth You sit there in the shadows of your own making, cataloging your…
You are not invisible
My child, I know the ache that settles in your chest when your words dissolve into silence. I…
Hell Isn’t What You Think It Is
The word itself carries weight. Hell. Say it out loud and watch what happens. People flinch. They picture…
A Letter to the Trailblazer
Beloved One, I have watched you climb. Every dawn you rose before the sun, every night you labored…
Jesus Wept. But Not For The Reason You Think
Two words. The shortest verse in the Christian scriptures. And perhaps the most misunderstood. Jesus wept. We’ve built…
Don’t let shame control you
My beloved, I have watched you tonight. I have watched you sit in the particular darkness that only…
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