A Woman Who Knows What It Means to Need God
I am not a theologian with a shelf full of degrees. I am a woman who has walked through real fire — loss, grief, the kind of unexpected waves that knock you down at 3 in the morning — and has come out on the other side knowing, with absolute certainty, that Jesus is exactly who He says He is.
The Enduring Branches blog was born out of that journey. Not out of having it all together, but out of the desperate need to share what God was doing in the middle of the hard things. To tell someone else in their cave: God was with David in his cave, and He is with you in yours.
I write about prayer, the Holy Spirit, walking in holiness, and the kind of faith that doesn't pretend the storms aren't real — but knows the One who commands them to be still. I have a particular heart for women who feel unseen, for the incarcerated, for the fatherless, and for anyone who has been told — or felt — that they are too far gone for God.
They are not too far gone. You are not too far gone. And that is the message I will keep writing, keep preaching, keep praying, until Jesus comes back.