Movie Review: Journey To Bethlehem

It’s a musical! That was my first reaction when the screening started. I went without looking into the movie and was happily surprised. I love musicals and while past experience has shown me how cheesy and badly produced some Christian musicals were, Journey To Bethlehem was not one of them. While they took artistic liberties […]

The Freedom in Owning Your Faith

My college professor would tell you that I’m predisposed to Christianity, which means I’m more likely to accept Jesus as the Lord and Savior of my life. I gave him that because it’s true. I was born into a Catholic family in a traditionally Catholic country. At the time, I felt like my faith wasn’t […]

Simply Tuesday and When Faith Leads to Nothing

The problem with serving a living God is that He speaks to you. Okay, so it’s not a “problem.” It’s more like a catch. Like going to a therapist. We think they just sit and ask, “How does that make you feel?” to get you talking the entire time. The more you talk, the more things […]

Faith to be Saved and Healed

The moments I treasure most in the ministry are the ones when kids ask about God or Jesus on their own, and I get to pray with them to ask Jesus as their Savior. I always struggle not to cry because they’re oh so adorable and sincere! Yet I know, as you all know, that […]

20 Things I Learned in my 20s

Guess what. I turn 30 today 🙂 and I thought it might be fun to share with you 20 things I learned in my 20s, in no particular order except for #1. Here goes: 1. Own your faith Of all the life lessons I’ve learned so far, this would be the most important. I think when […]

Dear Diary, I’m at Starbucks Thinking About My Blog

-Transcript- July 26, 2013 I’m sitting here at Starbucks, thinking about my blog. I have had that blog for years. Probably over 10 years, and though I started blogging to just write, I’ve been wanting a blog that makes me money, but more so, influences lives. I’m ready to take it to the next level, […]

Bible Study: Hebrews 6, Calloused or Callused

Torturous wires taut across the neck, turning at the headstock, and slicing across the pads of a newborn guitarist’s fingers. The pianist inside me, trained in ramrod straight sitting and graceful keys lilting, protested at the intrusion of nylon and steel. It was too much, too painful, and I gave up before my fun manicured […]

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