Big Dreams

  • From a Seedling | Slow and Steady

    Writing doesn’t grow overnight—and neither do we. This post from January 2024 is a reminder that slow, steady growth is holy. Stay faithful. Let God shape the journey. #FromASeedling #WritersJourney #SlowGrowthIsGrowth #TrustGodsTiming #CreativeCalling #FaithOverFear #ObedientHeart #ChristianWriter #ConsistentFaith #Iamawriter #fabricthatmademe Continue reading

    From a Seedling | Slow and Steady
  • The Fabric That Made Us

    I’m not chasing the future or clinging to the past. Just learning to stay rooted in today—and that’s where the peace is. #faithoverfear #presentmoment #trustGod #christianliving #gratefulheart Read the full reflection here 👉fabricthatmademe.com #TrustGodDaily #StayPresent #LiveToday #FaithJourney #SimpleFaith #GratitudeMatters #ChristianReflection… Continue reading

    The Fabric That Made Us
  • Invisible, Until I’m Not

    I’m not comfortable in the spotlight, but I still crave connection. Compliments make me squirm, but parenting heals pieces of me I thought were permanent. This is a story about wounds, daughters, and the invisible work of healing. ✨ Read… Continue reading

    Invisible, Until I’m Not
  • Dear Lord, | A Letter to My Father

    🤍 “This is not your home. Don’t get so attached…” In this deeply personal letter to Father God, I poured out the pressure, the overwhelm, and the truth I’ve found through it all. This life isn’t mine—it’s His. And when… Continue reading

    Dear Lord, | A Letter to My Father
  • Friday Reprieve

    Friday shines with joyous light, bringing relief from the week’s long fight…” Embrace the weekend with this uplifting poem that honors rest and renewal. Now let’s go have some fun! #FridaysEmbrace #WeekendVibes #PoetryOfRest #Gratitude #Renewal #fabricthatmademe #skfabric Continue reading

    Friday Reprieve
  • o the Moon and Home: A Soul Set Adrift

    I feel the shift. A hush, a pulling, a divine ache that calls me to pause and observe. This piece is a reflection of that tension—of belonging nowhere but being fully held by God. I’ll never truly fit in, and… Continue reading

    o the Moon and Home: A Soul Set Adrift
  • Still I Float

    My bones creak, my head drums, and the world feels too loud. But somewhere deep within, I still find the strength to float. This poem is for the days when you’re carrying it all and still show up anyway. #PoetryCommunity… Continue reading

    Still I Float