A Repurposed Heart

The world wants to convince you that you are all

alone,

but there is more to the story.
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Beautiful Things Happen When Words Meet Light

Chapter One

I wanted to know why. I wanted to know why despite having a family who loved me, a God who redeemed me, and friends who encouraged me, I often still felt alone. There was still this sadness inside I could not explain. A disconnect. A longing. A hope searching for something. I should be full of joy with all these blessings. I had Jesus, and according to what everyone told me and taught me, that was enough for happiness. I wasn't supposed to feel this way. Life was supposed to be good. I was supposed to be good. I was supposed to be joyful.

But I wasn't. I was empty.

So, I started asking why. I started listening harder. I started searching—knowing there had to some answer I had missed. I started searching within the one thing I knew well. The words.

Chapter One

I wanted to know why. I wanted to know why despite having a family who loved me, a God who redeemed me, and friends who encouraged me, I often still felt alone. There was still this sadness inside I could not explain. A disconnect. A longing. A hope searching for something. I should be full of joy with all these blessings. I had Jesus, and according to what everyone told me and taught me, that was enough for happy. I wasn't supposed to feel this way. Life was supposed to be good. I was supposed to be good. I was supposed to be joyful.

But I wasn't. I was empty.

So, I started asking why. I started listening harder. I started searching—knowing there had to something I was missing. I started searching within the one thing I knew well. The words.

It All Started with

The Search Begins

I always found peace in writing things down. When I was younger, I loved journaling and writing stories and poems. I found my best self among my written words. But then . . . life. I had not written much of anything in years except a to-do list. I had just been going through the motions like everyone else, just trying to survive. As I began my search for whatever was missing, I returned to writing and looked within my love for words. The story I started with was my own. And what I found within it was His.

When my words met my faith, I could begin to see my life through His eyes. I could see my purpose through His why instead of the one I had been chasing for so long. And the day I allowed my gifts to meet my God, everything changed. I had let God redeem my heart, but I had never let Him repurpose it. Once I did, my words had new meaning.

The Search Begins

I always found peace in writing things down. When I was younger, I loved journaling and writing stories and poems. I found my best self among my written words. But then . . . life. I had not written much of anything in years except a to-do list. I had just been going through the motions like everyone else, just trying to survive. As I began my search for whatever was missing, I returned to writing and looked within my love for words. The story I started with was my own. And what I found within it was His.

When my words met my faith, I could begin to see my life through His eyes. I could see my purpose through His why instead of the one I had been chasing for so long. And the day I allowed my gifts to meet my God, everything changed. I had let God redeem my heart, but I had never let Him repurpose it. Once I did, my words had new meaning.

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A New Chapter

I wasn't lonely anymore. Instead of just sitting in the dark, living my faith from a distance, I started walking in search of the light. I actively searched for hope in a story riddled with hardships and mistakes and regrets—my story. I found it when I saw myself through His eyes. And I found it when I saw other people like me. People sitting in the loneliness of a crowded room, praying for someone to understand how they felt, desperately looking for a reason for it to matter. I wanted them to be able to see what I could see. I wanted them to know they could search for light in their story too. So I wrote. I shared. I told. My pain. My fears. My mistakes. My regrets. My joy. My heart.

My redeemed heart. My repurposed heart. A heart that now had a mission through my words. His mission. To speak out loud about the hard things in my story and to search for the light within it so others could see. So they may know, they have never been alone.

A New Chapter

I wasn't lonely anymore. Instead of just sitting in the dark, living my faith from a distance, I started walking in search of the light. I actively searched for hope in a story riddled with hardships and mistakes and regrets—my story. I found it when I saw myself through His eyes. And I found it when I saw other people like me. People sitting in the loneliness of a crowded room, praying for someone to understand how they felt, desperately looking for a reason for it to matter. I wanted them to be able to see what I could see. I wanted them to know they could search for light in their story too. So I wrote. I shared. I told. My pain. My fears. My mistakes. My regrets. My joy. My heart.

My redeemed heart. My repurposed heart. A heart that now had a mission through my words. His mission. To speak out loud about the hard things in my story and to search for the light within it so others could see. So they may know, they have never been alone.

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The Story Continues

And after that life was perfect! Nope. I have a little secret for you. Repurposed isn’t perfect. The joy I discover, the wisdom that I gain, the hope I hold on to, and the light that I find often slips right through my hands. There are days the trouble of this world and the critic in my head overwhelm me and leave me sitting right back in the dark. The only thing I can do is renew my mind, stand back up, and try again. To renew the search. No matter how dark it gets, I will still be here, authentically telling about the struggle and the light. I pray every day I find the light to reach for. And I pray every day I can give some to you, perfect or not.

“There are two ways of spreading light; to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.”

~ Edith Wharton

My Light Source

It would be so easy to just go with the flow of the world, continuing to feel small and alone. But my God says that is not who I am. I am His. I am the Daughter of a King. Blessed in His sight. And I am never alone for He walks with me in and out of the fire. These are His promises for me. These are also His promises for you. His words are what keep me looking toward the source of the light even on the darkest days. And I have good news, there is plenty to share.

“Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness.”

~ Desmond Tutu

Words vs. Light

One of the joys and challenges of my creative mind is that I rarely stay in my lane. I love to write everything—poems, fiction, nonfiction, devotionals, short stories, and more. I am intrigued by the serious and captured by laughter. Taught by the personal and enlightened by the imagination and fun. Since life seems to provide an abundance of both human and humor, I write both.

And you can read both. Under Words, I share the personal and poetic. The tragedy and triumph. These are stories of faith and folly. Tales of realization and redemption. A collection of emotion and life that shares my human with your human so you know you are not in this alone.

Under Light, you will find the fun, the funny, and the fiction. This section is full of things to help lighten the load, including jokes, book reviews, fun with words, and journal prompts. You also will find tools for leadership and life that grow us and teach us how to be better humans, both for ourselves and each other.

Which way will you go on the search today? Will you head for stories of seriousness or something lighter? No matter which one you choose, they are all inspirational arrows that point to the light of the story.

Words

Tell Me a Story

Join me as I explore the adventures of life and the lessons that hit home. These personal stories, poetry, and devotions dive deep into the things that make us such beautiful creations. All captured in words.

Light

Time to Shine

Head this way for something a little lighter. You will find locations you'll love, laughter you need, and resources you'll enjoy. From inspirational fun to the tools we need to grow, there is something for everyone to brighten their day. 

“As we work to create light for others, we naturally light our own way.”

~ Mary Anne Radmacher

“Just as one candle lights another and can light thousands of other candles, so one heart illuminates another heart and can illuminate thousands of other hearts.”

~ Leo Tolstoy

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