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Continue reading →: Faith and Obedience —With a Side of “I Told You So”
I want to take a quick step back to a previous post—because, let’s be honest, I love a good healthy debate. A friend of mine (ok fine, she’s not just “a friend,” she’s my spiritual mama and she knows it), shared a different perspective on God’s love language. If you…
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Continue reading →: Love Languages, Green Lights, and God’s Heart
Have you ever had someone announce their “love language” like it’s breaking news? Don’t worry, we’re not suddenly speaking French or Klingon here. It’s just a fancy way of saying: “Here’s how I like to be loved, please take notes.” Some examples: You get the idea. There are more of…
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Continue reading →: From Shame to Shine
Yesterday was heavy. I had thoughts, some spoken over me by others, some whispered by my own heart. Moments that still ache when I remember them. None of them were kind. They settled on me like a weight I couldn’t shake off or forget. They felt like rocks. Heavy ones.…
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Continue reading →: Chaos is Loud, But Jesus Repeats Louder
When I started Faith Over Chaos, I wanted to remind us all that faith isn’t just for the quiet, candlelit moments when everything feels serene, secure and let’s be real just going my way. Faith is also for the messy, noisy, chaotic seasons when life is throwing you lemons and…
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Continue reading →: The Backpack and the Beloved
I’m going to paint you a picture of me. I stand alone in front of you, wearing my old, worn flip-flops—the only shoes that have ever truly understood me. My hair is streaked with gray, which might look like wisdom earned over time… if I hadn’t started graying early. Maybe…
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Continue reading →: Not Favoritism—Just Family
There’s a kind of competition that unfolds in my family—not the kind with trophies or scoreboards, but the kind that makes you laugh and reflect. It’s playful, persistent, and oddly insightful. When my children were little, they’d race to the door the moment I got home, each one determined to…
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Continue reading →: Sticky Fingers and Open Hearts
My son Daniel used to have this adorable little habit when he was caught red-handed in mischief. Well to be honest I wasn’t thinking about how adorable at the time. He’d just… stare at me. Like maybe if he held eye contact long enough, I’d forget the writings on the…
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Continue reading →: Holding Jesus When I Want to Hold a Grudge
Have you had that person? That person you should pray for but don’t. That person who more often gets on your nerves than gets in your prayers. You know the one. The coworker who always has a snide comment. The family member who knows exactly how to push your buttons.…
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Continue reading →: Conviction vs. Condemnation: A Tale of Trash Talk and Truth
Today I felt a thing. Not a holy nudge. Not a gentle whisper. More like a spiritual gut-punch wrapped in shame. I had one of those moments where I looked at my reaction—what I said, how I acted—and thought, “Wow. That was… not great.” And instead of pausing to reflect,…
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Continue reading →: Spiritual Boot Camp Was Not on My Vision Board
I used to sit in the middle of the mess and think, “How did I end up here?” This trial, this chaos—it had to be something I did, right? So, I’d start the spiritual spring cleaning. “Okay God, what do I need to sweep out? What hidden leaven is lurking…
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