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To the Girl That’s Figuring it Out
I almost cried watching a group of high school seniors get prayed over at church — I didn't even know them. But I remember exactly what it feels like to stand at the edge of a new chapter trying to figure out every step. Here's what I've learned: the goal was never to figure it all out…
The Stains We Hold
As I drove home to change after bleeding through my dress at a conference, God whispered one word to my heart: stains. We all have them—on our hearts, our minds, from our past. Some visible, most hidden. But what did Jesus come to do? Wash us clean AND heal us.