Blessed is she who believed
that the Lord would fulfill
His promises to her.
Luke 1:45
I’m a woman still becoming—still healing from what broke me, still hopeful for what’s ahead, and still daring to believe that God can use someone like me.
I’ve wrestled with whether I’m too much or not enough. I’ve second-guessed my voice, my worth, and where I fit. But grace keeps meeting me right where I am. God keeps showing me I’m not forgotten.
I’m a single mom who has loved deeply, lost a lot, and discovered strength I didn’t even know I had. I keep going—not because I have it all figured out, but because I believe there’s more. More healing. More purpose. More of the abundant life God promised.
My story is one of survival, faith, and becoming. And if you’re wondering whether God can still do something beautiful with your story, I’m living proof that He can. And He will.
The Steps That Shaped Me
- 1991
Gave my life to Jesus. I was young, but I knew He was real—and that I was His.
- 1997
Ran away to Florida. Walked away from the Lord… but couldn’t outrun Him.
- 1998
Became a mom. Everything changed—and purpose took on a name.
- 1999
Got married, hoping for restoration and a fresh start.
- 2001
Divorced. Heartbroken. Shaken. But somehow still standing.
- 2009
My son gave his life to Jesus. That same year, I felt a holy nudge to start writing and began journaling.
- 2012
Started a blog. Just sharing my story with whoever would listen.
- 2023
Finally began writing Raising a Boaz. The book I was always meant to write, in the exact timing God knew I would be ready.
- Today
I’m finally sharing what God has done. Not for applause, but so someone else can find healing too.