If you are a believer in Jesus Christ, you probably didn’t stumble into a good thing. Somebody somewhere in some way told you about Him. Maybe it was a preacher, a Sunday school teacher, parent, family member or friend. In my case, it was a lot of somebodies in a lot of places that shared the good news of Jesus. I’m grateful.      Most people cringe at the thoughts of sharing their faith and list reasons why they can’t: “It’s not my job—that’s for preachers.” “I’m too shy.” “I don’t know how, or have the right words to say.” “I don’t understand all of the Bible.”...

 She stood at the bathroom counter on a step-stool in her mix-matched outfit she’d picked out all by her four-year-old-self. She was a mess head to toe—her hair was in tangles and even her socks didn’t match.  Staring straight in the mirror as she washed her hands, she smiled and proclaimed with sweet innocence…. “I’m soooooo beautiful!”  I replied, “Yes you are, Rosie, and don’t ever forget it!” Oh how I would love to apply a fake tattoo of a crown on her little forehead that reads… “Don’t mess with me… I was made a little lower than the angels, and crowned with glory...

Hi friends!I’m excited and I’m nervous. Isn’t that they way it is when trying something new? It’s like dipping your toes into uncharted waters. Soon, curiosity overcomes fear and before ya know it, you’re in over your head. Well… here I am, launching a new blog to serve as a place to document my Christian experience and hopefully inspire others to travel this journey along with me.  Journey. That’s a familiar description in Christian circles to describe the traveling process from salvation to sanctification all the way to glorification and everything...