Healing a Burned Soul

Shalom… and welcome. It has been over 100 posts since I welcomed people so I wanted to jump back. Not just to words on a page, but to something I believe the Lord Himself has breathed into existence. Before anything else is said, let this be clear—this space, these words, this story… none of it belongs to me. Every ounce of it is the Lord’s. Every piece of healing, every moment of endurance, every breath that carried me here is a testimony of His mercy, not my strength. For y

The fire had already done its loud work. No towering flames. No crackling applause of burning wood. No spectacle left to impress anyone standing nearby. Just this—glowing embers, steady and alive, breathing heat into the quiet air. A different kind of power. The kind that doesn’t shout. And somehow, that’s where the depth is. We tend to celebrate the blaze—the moments in life where everything feels visible, passionate, undeniable. The seasons where purpose rises like flames i

A Poetic piece written for a small group going through a program called Freedom. 2025 A Narrative Transformed I will not echo fear or doubt, Nor let the lies come pouring out, My voice will rise in truth and grace, Each word a spark, each breath a flame. I silence shame, I shatter lies, With boldness lifting tear-stained eyes. No whispered fear will shape my days - I walk in truth, I live in praise. I am not small - I carry fire, Anointed, chosen, called, inspired. No wound,