Does God love me even if I don’t feel it?

For the large majority of my life, I didn’t believe God loved me. My pastor said God loved everyone. My mom said He loved me almost as much as she did. 😉 But because of people, who unknowingly fought against that truth by the way they treated me, I just couldn’t believe Jesus would love... Continue Reading →

{ The struggle of being a writer }

I speak in alliterations and analogies. I bullet point my “points” in conversation. Every conversation leads to an article someone else wrote or an article I should be writing. Every painful thought morphs into words on tear soaked pages. Writing helps me process. It helps me think. I am different because of it. I am... Continue Reading →

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