A Quiet Reflection for All of Us There’s a line in a familiar Christmas song that always seems to settle into the heart a little deeper than the rest: “And so this is Christmas… and what have you done?” Not as a judgment. Not as a measuring stick. But almost like a soft reminder —…
Category: memoir
Ezer
The Sacred Strength in a Woman There are words in the Bible that have been misunderstood for so long that they quietly shaped the way people see one another. And sometimes, those misunderstandings have weighed heavily on the hearts of women. One of those words is “helper.” For many, it sounds small. Secondary. Like someone…
Be Like Her
A Journey Through the Stories of Women Who Chose Faith There are seasons in life when I find myself longing for quiet strength. Not the loud kind. Not the kind that demands attention. But the kind that whispers through everyday choices — the kind that keeps going even when the heart feels tired, unsure, or…
Invisible Disease
When Your Body Starts Explaining What You’ve Been Feeling All Along There are moments in life when your body starts giving you answers before you even know the right questions to ask. For a while now, I’ve noticed things that didn’t feel quite “normal” — the kind of tired that sinks into your bones, the…
When Quiet Hearts Still Long to Be Seen
There are days when I notice someone scrolling through my old posts — lingering for a few minutes, reading pieces of my heart I once felt brave enough to share. And even though I have no way of knowing whether those words touched them or were simply passed by, something about it still feels… good….
Dark Under The Lamp
Sometimes, the things closest to us are the ones we struggle to truly see. There’s a Korean saying — 등잔 밑이 어둡다 — “it’s dark under the lamp.” It means the brightest light can shine outward, reaching far beyond itself… yet the space right beneath it remains in shadow. And isn’t that how life works…
Some Stories End For A Reason
Sometimes we don’t realize it right away. We hold on, we rewrite chapters in our mind, we hope maybe the next page will make sense of the pain. But life has a way of quietly showing us the truth long before we’re ready to say it out loud. And the truth is, not every story…
The Heart’s Pages
I came to the realization that writing is my way of showing my heart’s pages to people who have never learned how to read. There are moments in life when spoken words simply fall short — when even the most sincere intentions cannot bridge the distance between what you feel and what others can understand….
The Cycle We Choose to Break
Sometimes, pain doesn’t end where it begins. It travels. It changes hands, it changes faces—but it remains the same pain, recycled in new ways. What was once done to us can easily become what we do to others if we never pause to heal what’s been broken inside. Many of us grew up with words…
Life Worthy of God’s Kingdom
Our one and only simple goal is to live a life worthy of God’s Kingdom— and yet, somehow, we drift. We wake up meaning well, but somewhere between the noise and the need to keep up, our hearts forget. We start collecting things that don’t last. We hold on to offenses that harden us. We…
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