The Feed

Looking back at twenty-eight, I can see things I couldn't see then. I spent years searching for identity, purpose, and belonging in places that were never meant to define me. What I couldn't see at the time was that God was already using every mistake, disappointment, friendship, and unexpected detour to help me rediscover the woman He created me to be.

After a friend’s long-awaited healing, I found myself asking why miracles seem rare today—and whether we’ve overlooked the quiet, everyday miracles happening all around us.

Raising heritage turkeys taught me far more than I expected—from hatching poults in the basement to the quiet moment when it was time to say goodbye to Drumstick.

Some days “brush teeth” goes on the list. Here’s how I built motivation that works with my brain—using small wins, dopamine, technology, and yes, coffee.

At a concert devoted to romance, I found myself thinking less about arias and more about boots, underwear, and the quiet freedom of growing into comfort.

At ten, home from school and armed with flour, sugar, and backyard lemons, I made two dozen cookies and ate every one. I didn’t know it then, but I was learning how to cook.

What if the interruption isn’t a setback—but an invitation?

In the middle of recovery, God gave me a vision for a woven cross—an unexpected reminder that creativity is His gift, bringing light and purpose even in difficult seasons.

I have tried on many roles in my life—but who am I beneath them all? A reflection on identity, faith, and becoming more truly myself.

A place to think out loud about faith, identity, creativity, and living more deliberately—rooted in what we make, grow, and learn along the way.