The Narrow Way

For a long time, I stayed quiet. Not because I didn’t have anything to say, But because I didn’t think anyone would listen.Because I was told to “be quiet,” “be nice,” “don’t stir things up,”Because every time I tried to speak, someone dismissed it, twisted it, or acted like it didn’t matter. And eventually, I… Read more

I used to wonder if I’d ever feel whole. After everything I survived.After all the pieces that were scattered.After the years I spent performing, hiding, shrinking, just trying to be “enough” for people who couldn’t see me. I thought maybe I missed my moment.Maybe there was too much damage.Too much delay.Too much history between who… Read more

There was a time when I questioned everything about myself. I questioned my voice.I questioned my worth.I questioned whether I really had anything to offer.Even when I knew God had called me, there was still a part of me that asked, “But who am I to do this?” That’s what shame does, it strips you… Read more

I’ve forgiven people who never said sorry or really meant it.I’ve loved people who hurt me.I’ve even prayed blessings over the ones who broke my heart. But forgiving myself?That’s been the hardest part. Because no one knows your full story like you do.No one sees the details of your decisions, the moments you wish you… Read more

If you looked at my story from the outside,You might see the broken pieces.The cracks. The silence. The shame.The chapters I never wanted to live, let alone speak out loud. But if you look closer, You’ll also see fingerprints.God’s fingerprints.Right there in the wreckage. Because I’ve come to believe something deep down in my soul:There’s… Read more

There was a time when I shrunk back.When I kept quiet, even when I had something to say.When I hid what God was doing in me because I didn’t want to make anyone uncomfortable.I had learned to survive by playing small… To make myself less noticeable, less complicated, less… me. But Jesus didn’t save me… Read more