New Blog! Woven Beautiful

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Fourteen years ago in this very month of December, my life took a turn for the better. It was the start of my healing journey—one of discovering freedom and hope.

Today, I am honored to launch a new blog that is born out my story and the healing God has offered me over the last Fourteen years.

The name:

Woven Beautiful

The message:

One of hope and encouragement, especially for the female heart.

Here’s a sneak peek:

“This blog has been in my heart for a long time, and I am humbled at God’s faithfulness in bringing the pieces together. There’s something you will hear me say a lot around here—You are woven beautiful! I thought you might like to know what I mean by that…

Psalm 139 speaks of how our marvelous Creator formed us and shaped us. He wove us together and created us with a good purpose in mind. We are valuable to Him, treasured by Him, and deeply loved by Him.

In a world that often tells us a much different message, it can be challenging to see our true worth–our perspective can get blurry. So what are we to do?

Read the full article (Welcome to Woven Beautiful) and see my new blog by clicking over to, You can also stayed connected over at my Woven Beautiful Facebook Page.

Would you stop by and say hello? I would be honored!

Many Blessings,


He Makes Everything Beautiful in His Time

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He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to end. ~Ecclesiastes 3:11 NIV

About this time last year my family and I were settling into our new home. It was a time a transition for us. The above verse resonated with me as I unpacked boxes and gradually found just the right places for all our stuff.

Something peaceful filled my heart knowing that God makes everything beautiful in His time.

His time.

This time last year, there were moments when I wanted  speed some things up. There were house projects to be done. I wanted to fast forward and feel settled in—but it takes time to transform a house into a home.

It takes time.

We still have a growing list of house projects. We probably always will, but our place feels like home now.

Today, the above verse in Ecclesiastes came to mind again but for different reasons. The past few weeks have been filled with a few changes—good changes, but changes that have also stretched me outside of my comfort zone and filled my calendar with lots to do.

Once again, that peaceful reminder that God makes everything beautiful in His time, is a comfort to my soul.

The truth is, God has a master plan. He has a plan for each of our lives. And the greatest thing we can ever do is yield to His perfect plan and allow it to unfold in His timing. When we do, we can rest assured that He who began a good work in us will carry out until the day of completion.

He makes everything beautiful in His time.

Just like it takes time to transform a house into a home, it takes time for God to transform us into His likeness. It takes time for His plans to unfold. 

If we focus too heavily on trying to fast forward to the  “settled in” moments, we loose sight of the beauty and importance of this moment. There is a purpose for the uncomfortable moments, for the joyful moments, for the confusing moments, and for the laughter-filled moments. Our unchanging God intertwines it all, and makes everything beautiful in His time.

These flowers on my back deck blossomed into something beautiful over time this Summer.

These flowers on my back deck blossomed into something beautiful over time this Summer.





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Motherhood Changed Your Body, and You Are Beautiful

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Long before you held your baby for the first time, your body went through an intricate transformation. For nine months you watched your belly grow and change. Your body was a life-giving home to the incredible miracle nestled inside of you.

Motherhood changed your body, and you are beautiful.

When you gazed in the mirror each morning, you noticed a difference in your appearance — a rounder face, changes in your skin and marks that were never there before. Your clothes fit a little snugger each day until eventually it felt like nothing fit at all. And each time you weighed in at your check-ups, the number on the scale went up.

Motherhood changed your body, and you are beautiful.

You endured the nausea and sleeplessness nights of tossing and turning—nights when not a single sleep position would do. Extra trips to the bathroom and midnight cravings, were normal nighttime routines. You were tired and out of breath more than ever before.

Motherhood changed your body, and you are beautiful.

You were thrilled the first time you felt your baby move. Nothing compared to that feeling. People would often ask to place their hand on your belly so they could feel too. As time went on, those gentle movements sometimes felt more like painful nudges — a sign to you that your baby was running out of space.

Motherhood changed your body, and you are beautiful.

By the end of your pregnancy, you did not understand how your belly could stretch even just one more centimeter. And even though you were more uncomfortable than ever, you were amazed at the detailed journey your body endured to create a little life.

Motherhood changed your body, and you are beautiful.

And then the awaited moment came — the reason for all the changes that had transpired in your body over those past nine months.

The moment when you eagerly welcomed your very own child into this world.

The word pain took on a whole new meaning. As the contractions got closer and closer, you struggled to breathe normally. You cried. You screamed. You fought with every ounce of strength inside of you to push through the intense pain.

And then…

You sighed a looooooong breath of relief.

For the first time ever, you heard the sweetest cry from the mouth of your tiny infant.

As you held your child against your chest you felt joy and contentment. All the weight you had gained, all the sick-to-your-stomach moments, all the restless nights — were worth it in that moment. They were more than worth it.

Because in your very own arms, peacefully rested the beautiful life, that grew inside of the beautiful you.

There were moments during your child bearing journey when you did not feel beautiful. There were moments post-pregnancy when you did not feel beautiful either. There are moments now when you still struggle to feel beautiful.

Extra baby weight, clothes not fitting like they used to and all the other changes to to your body — sometimes make you feel anything but beautiful.

But true beauty is not defined in the way the world often portrays it.

While you look in the mirror in disappointment because of the flaws you see, your Heavenly Father looks down on you and sees you as flawlessly beautiful.

He doesn’t pay attention to the number on the scale. He doesn’t care about the size of your jeans. All He sees when He looks at you is His beautiful creation. And through you, He brought a beautiful life into this world.

What you did to bring that life into this world, was beautiful. What you are doing now to raise that child in this world, is beautiful.

Don’t listen to the lies that try to tell you something different. Don’t play the game of comparison that shreds your self-worth.  Don’t let the unrealistic images you see in magazines and on T.V. steal away the joy that is meant to be yours.

You are beautiful. Just. As. You. Are.

Motherhood changed your body, and you are beautiful. 

I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.

~Psalm 139:14 (ESV)



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