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May the sound of my voice penetrate your soul and call forth your light to illuminate the world. <3  

       There are these moments where I know it is this time/place that I'm supposed to write to you. Thankfully the feeling always comes with my journal or a current read being in reach because this is where I go to find my inspiration. You see, this is all so much bigger than me, my desires, and my needs. It’s a testament to the life I’m living day in and day out. It’s to show you (and me!) the power of faith, of goodness, of love, of God if we believe. But the type of belief that comes with KNOWING; the kind that lets you free fall with your eyes closed or fall in love after your heart’s been broken. The kind of faith that keeps you alive even when you’re underwater.  

 

       The past few weeks have riddled my brain with doubt, insecurity, question, and confusion. Almost every ounce of my energy has gone to staying afloat amongst the currents because the only thing I knew for sure was I had to stay the course of faith no matter how many waves took me under. I wrote this in my journal:

 

“I’ve lost sight of my faith, or more so her appeal no longer entrances my eye. The seams of her fabric have been mangled by my antics, and every stitch holding together the idea of better is busting free. My doubts are seeping through every opening as I’m growing more and more impatient with the journey.” June 20th, 2017

 

 

       I remember the days early in my walk I anticipated days where doubt couldn’t touch me and I no longer knew insecurity’s name. My day to day motivation was an illusion of a space that held my imperfections in perfection. For a while it felt like the world’s most violent seesaw as