Inspiration and Stories
Not Gone Just Building
I haven’t left music, I’m being built. In this season of stepping back, I’m preparing something bigger, learning, growing, and trusting that God’s plan is unfolding exactly as it should.
Not Gone Just Building
I haven’t left music, I’m being built. In this season of stepping back, I’m preparing something bigger, learning, growing, and trusting that God’s plan is unfolding exactly as it should.
The Heart Behind Expressive DeZien
The story behind Expressive DeZien, from loss and legacy to handmade glass and meaningful design. Learn why every piece is created with intention and care.
The Heart Behind Expressive DeZien
The story behind Expressive DeZien, from loss and legacy to handmade glass and meaningful design. Learn why every piece is created with intention and care.
The Girl in the Dressing Room
A simple trip to the store turned into an unexpected reminder about people, perception, and the quiet things happening right in front of us.
The Girl in the Dressing Room
A simple trip to the store turned into an unexpected reminder about people, perception, and the quiet things happening right in front of us.
Everything Is Not As It Seems
For years, I lived behind a mask that hid the truth. What looked like a perfect marriage was really a cycle of control, fear, and silence. This is my story...
Everything Is Not As It Seems
For years, I lived behind a mask that hid the truth. What looked like a perfect marriage was really a cycle of control, fear, and silence. This is my story...
The Tree and the Black Sheep: A Story of Lettin...
A black sheep and an old oak tree share a quiet conversation about loss, belonging, and the beauty of being different. This gentle fable reminds us that letting go is...
The Tree and the Black Sheep: A Story of Lettin...
A black sheep and an old oak tree share a quiet conversation about loss, belonging, and the beauty of being different. This gentle fable reminds us that letting go is...
The Gift I’ll Give Again
When I was little, my Momma was paralyzed. I walked into a red brick building on the corner, knelt down, and Brother Ed Bray prayed the most beautiful prayer I’d...
The Gift I’ll Give Again
When I was little, my Momma was paralyzed. I walked into a red brick building on the corner, knelt down, and Brother Ed Bray prayed the most beautiful prayer I’d...