A Little Bit About Me
Have you ever heard the phrase,"A jack of all trades is a master of none, but often better than a master of one"? Well, that pretty much describes my life. I've never been able to describe myself in one roundabout way. I'm a wife, a mom, a Jesus lover, an animal lover, a crafter, an author, a speaker, a design lover, and dabble in homesteading when the mood strikes me.
Growing up, I never really had many friends. I wasn't popular, I wasn't outgoing, and I rarely participated in sports or other clubs that would allow me to form close connections with a group of people. I was more of a one-on-one conversations kind of girl. So when God called me to the realm of social media, it was quite the shock to my system. However, He had an overarching plan that I wasn't able to see at the time. He started bringing me many friends. I developed many long-lasting connections with people from all walks of life, all over the map. I developed friendships. GOOD friendships.
The thing is, so many people were flooding in that I struggled to maintain all of the connections. How was I supposed to invest my time into all of these people at once? That was when He gave me the idea for this website. One central hub where all of my friends could come and hang out and feel like I was pouring into each one of them individually.
So if you're here reading this, I want you to know that you matter. Your friendship matters. Your life matters. And I hope that this little community is able to help you realize that. Feel free to look around. I'm happy you're here, friend.
My Testimony
I grew up in church. There was not a service that my family missed. Naturally, when I was 8 years old, I accepted Jesus into my heart. Looking back, I don't think it was a genuine surrender. It was moreso a fear of hell and a willingness to be on the winning team that brought me to the foot of the cross.
In all honesty, I had a lot of shame as a child. I had this innate sense that I didn't measure up to other people's expectations. Remember how I said I was the quiet kid without many friends? Couple that with the fact that I was sandwiched in the middle of a family full of impressive, popular, athletic, and successful people. Now you can probably understand why my brain was convinced that my differences made me less-than. You see, I had this deep-seated fear that Jesus would view me the same way.
It was as if I had only allowed Him into the foyer of my heart. I brought Him a comfortable chair, had Him sit down, and commanded Him not to wander too far into the depths of my heart, fearing that if He did, He might stumble upon some of those things that made me recoil with disgust. And because He is a gentleman, He sat in that chair for over 20 years.
Of course, I visited Him often. I brought Him my report cards, my good deeds, and my accomplishments. I asked for His advice when I had an issue and asked Him to bless the plans I had made for my life. For a while, it seemed to work. I thought we had a good thing going and never really desired anything more. That is, until one day, it all came to a head.
My world collapsed in September of 2020 when my dad was diagnosed with a very agressive form of stomach cancer, the same week of my grandmother's funeral, no less. Because my husband was out of town and I lived in a different town than any of my family members, I returned home that night, put my son to bed, and sat in my living room alone. I cried out to God and apologized for ignoring Him for all of those years. Because even though I spoke to Him every day, I was ignoring the one thing that I needed most: a true relationship with Him.
That night, the Holy Spirit filled me, and gave me a peace and comfort that truly did surpass all understanding. I had finally surrendered. I had finally allowed Him all the way into my heart, with all of the disgusting things that occupied it. That was when He started to clean house. He scooped out all of the yucky stuff that I had been clinging to for decades and replaced it with His love.
Listen, I know that sounds cliché, but when you experience that kind of love for yourself, you will never be the same. I grew up in church, considered myself a Christian, and had never experienced the true love of Jesus until that point in time.
As for my dad, I prayed for him every single day. A few months into praying, God Himself visited me in a dream, in the form of a purple cloud. He told me that my dad was going to be healed. The next 6 months were hell on earth for my family. My dad had his stomach removed and had all sorts of complications from that surgery. At one point, he wasn't permitted to eat or drink anything by mouth for a solid month. He was so weak that he had to miss my gender reveal for my daughter. (Don't worry, I was able to visit him first and tell him we were expecting a baby girl).
After dad had recovered from his surgery, I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl and we thought that we were in the clear. That was, until he went back for a follow-up scan. The cancer had come back on his liver, and there was a questionable spot on his lung. The doctor asked him to come back 2 weeks later to get more scans. By the time he went back, every trace of cancer cells had disappeared from his body.
At that point, I was introduced to a side of God that I had never known before. I saw firsthand that He is a God who heals, a God who keeps His promises, and a God who sustains us through everything that this life throws at us.
Let me tell you, when you meet THAT God, your whole life is flipped upside down. The veil is lifted from your eyes and your are able to view the things of this world from Heaven's eyes. The problem was that before any of this happened, I wasn't even aware that there was more to it than what I had experienced. I was content. I was complacent. And in my complacency, I was lost. I was devoid of the power that we are promised in the Bible. I had no clue what I was missing.
Since then, I have made it my personal mission to open other people's eyes. I'm not trying to force my beliefs down anyone's throat because everyone should have the right to choose, but how can you be confident in your choice if you haven't been fully presented with all of your options?
If you'd like to learn more about who God truly is, I would encourage you to explore the many resources I have put together to help other people see God for who He truly is. Happy exploring, friend!
If you like home decor, comfy clothes, and makeshift farms, we're going to get along just fine.
I'm an artistic person by nature. That means I find ways to express myself in just about every area of my life. Through my home decor projects, through all different sorts of crafts, through my clothing and even my (somewhat) homesteading abilities. There are very few things I do perfectly, but I do enjoy a good project. If you want to get in on that fun, join me over on Instagram.
There's a lot more.
Like, way too much to cram onto one website.
I share a lot about the things that I've learned along my faith journey, but it's way too much information to fit into just a few short paragraphs. If you want to learn more about what I've learned along the way, feel free to check out my Tiktok, where I share all of the day-to-day lessons that God is teaching me.
