Tag: family
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The Isolated Are Devoured
Why We Cannot Survive Without Family, Community, or the Body of Christ. There comes a moment in every life when the weight becomes too heavy, the silence too loud, and the loneliness too sharp to ignore. A moment when even the strongest among us feel the ground give way beneath our feet. It is in…
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The Generation That Forgot Its Blessings
There’s a strange mindset rising among today’s under-25 generation. I see it everywhere—online, in conversations, in the cultural undertone of this era. Many believe that the Baby Boomers “had it easy,” that their childhoods were somehow freer, simpler, and better than the lives young people experience today. They envy that freedom, imagining sunlit streets, barefoot…
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đź”” I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day: When Feelings Deceive and History Speaks
“I thought how, as the day had come, The belfries of all Christendom Had rolled along th’unbroken song Of peace on earth, good will to men.” — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Longfellow thought — and with that word alone, you can feel the weight of his grief bending the pen in his hand. Thoughts born out…
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🌾 The Grace of Ordinary Days: Finding Gratitude in the Weight and Wonder of Life’s Storms
This past year has taught me more about thankfulness than perhaps any other season of my life. Not the easy kind of gratitude — the one that flows naturally when everything’s going right — but the kind that aches in your chest and trembles through your prayers. The kind that whispers, “Thank You, God,” even…
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🔔 I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day — The Sound of a Nation Divided
“I heard the bells on Christmas day, Their old familiar carols play, And wild and sweet the words repeat Of peace on earth, good will to men.” -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow There’s something haunting about those words — written in a time when the world had grown weary of bloodshed. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow penned them amid…
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🔔 I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day — A Thanksgiving Reflection
As the holidays draw near, I feel a stirring deep within my soul — not merely for the glow of Christmas lights or the aroma of pumpkin pie wafting from the oven, but for something far more profound. Gratitude. Reflection. Hope. And perhaps, a quiet call for peace in a world once again at odds…
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The Fall of Leaders and the Faithless
As we journey deeper into these testimonies of Hell, the truth becomes unmistakable — Hell is not reserved solely for those the world calls “wicked.” It is not merely the dwelling place of murderers, tyrants, and atheists. Hell has many chambers, many circles, and countless souls within its grasp. Some of the most tragic among…
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Weapons of the Spirit: Finding Freedom from Darkness
There are battles that reason can’t win. Wars that no amount of willpower can conquer. When the enemy sinks his claws into a life through addiction, trauma, or witchcraft, you can’t talk your way out of it — you have to pray your way through it. You have to fight with spiritual weapons, because flesh…
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Look Out Devil: Freedom Through Christ Alone
When I tell you that spiritual warfare is real, I’m not talking theory or something I read in a book. I’m talking about my childhood nights in the Northeast Georgia mountains, lying on the bottom bunk of my brother’s bed because my own bedroom was worse. I’m talking about watching demons — yes, demons —…
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Country Girls Can Survive
There’s a grit that runs deep in the veins of a country girl. It’s not just about boots on the ground, farm chores, or knowing how to wrangle life when it comes at you hard—it’s about love, loyalty, and devotion. Devotion to God, to family, and to this great nation we’re blessed to live in.…
Country Girl Gone City 