There are only a few gifts I got growing up that I distinctly remember. I remember getting my play kitchenContinue Reading
Five years. Five years has seemed like so long. In a way, five years ago seems like just yesterday. SoContinue Reading
I walk into the grocery store. It’s just another Thursday, Just like all the other Thursdays, Until I look up.Continue Reading
My final music story comes from another intensely hard season. Those 111 excruciating days between my mom’s cancer diagnosis, andContinue Reading
This day. 7 years back. I just pulled into a parking space for worship practice. I was late. Again. MyContinue Reading
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