About Me

I became a Christian in the summer of 1998 but never tasted a genuine relationship with the Lord until I lost my favorite pair of shoes and was called to spend the summer of 2002 in Japan. That summer changed my life forever. (It’s a good story and I hope to share it with you someday)

Anyway, thus began the Lord’s romance with a harlot (me). I still to this day struggle to believe he loves me; it’s even harder for me to accept the fact that I am counted as blameless because of this love and his amazing sacrifice. Despite my shortcomings and his boundless virtue I feel he owes me a good comfortable life with all the luxuries I desire when I deem necessary. I mean after all I have never murdered anyone and I am a good American Christian; aren’t I entitled to what I want? Pfft.

My point is; I often lose site of what I truly need, distrust his timing and doubt his sovereign will. I am his unfaithful bride.  I pray that I am reminded daily of his love and sacrifice, even on days I foolishly sit in the dust.