The feeling of being rejected, unaccepted and replaceable can be so damaging to one's heart, attitude and identity. Growing up, going to church was my life. My family and I volunteered; pouring hours of our time and love into our church to see it grow and thrive. I was raised to believe that my life was a …
Continue reading Purpose For The Brokenhearted
Like many people I grew up in the church. My family started off as regular congregation members who never missed a Sunday. My father was very dedicated to the Lord and so was my mother. So dedicated that he became a reverend, then later on a pastor, and one day I woke up being the …
Continue reading I Was Lost, But Jesus Still Found Me
The Judaism I grew up with was centered on community, social action, and a strong passion for Israel. While all those things are important, none of those values satisfied the desire I craved in my teen years, shortly after my bat mitzvah—a genuine relationship with God. The name Jesus still has a funny taste in my …
Continue reading Confessions of a Prodigal Daughter
I remember being captivated by butterflies when I was little. I loved how they were so effortlessly beautiful and free. Wherever they flew I always ran as fast as I could to catch them, I guess I wanted that beauty for myself. I remember, one day watching intently as a monarch butterfly landed on a flower …
Continue reading Because of Jesus…I can FLY again
I have been in church my whole life. I grew up in a Pentecostal home and I have continued with that faith. There’s something that people might not understand though. Just because someone grew up in a church and lived in a pastor’s home, does not mean that everything was fine and dandy with their personal, …
Continue reading I Couldn’t Allow Myself To Get In The Way, Anymore.
Prodigal: “a person who spends money in a recklessly extravagant way”. I’ve never had enough money in my eighteen years of life to spend it in a “recklessly extravagant way” but I have done so with my time, which is an even greater gift from God. I wasted time with the wrong people. I wasted …
Continue reading Wrong Turn, Right God
Hey guys, I’m Ivonne and this is me. A few years ago I came to know Jesus. When I said yes to Jesus I ran with him like rain and wind, nothing else mattered. Nothing mattered to me because I knew that if I had God in my life I would be full. By wanting …
Continue reading To The Woman Who is Still Learning
I look at my life as small series of steps. Some steps come with blessings and others with trials, but all together they make up my life journey. Weaved through these series of steps are moments that shift my journey through new territory, forcing me to face inner conflicts and challenging roadblocks. All of my …
Continue reading Stepping into Obedience
It was something like a fairytale, a girl who knew no other life but captivity was rescued. I had spent many years believing that I was not loved, and not enough. Not enough for my mother to stay out of prison as everytime she got out she went back, I wasn't enough for my father …
Continue reading In and Out of Season, I am Enough
You are a breathtakingly beautiful concoction of my sin. You spoke quite beautifully as the walls caved in. Your word entices sultry promises. Your words are full of lies, yet they pull me in deeper with their captivating lights. The lights of your words cascade around my mind and penetrate my heart. I must stop …
Continue reading The Return of the Queen
