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Your Sacred Space Awaits
Welcome Mommas. Welcome to Teaching by Faith. This is a sacred space.
This is a sacred space for moms in every season of motherhood,
to read, reflect, pray, and journal their way
into deeper conversations and intimacy with God.
Come sit, breathe, and make room for an honest conversation with Him.
What began as a prayer, a dream, an honest question to my heavenly Father,
and sometimes, a steady pour of tears...became the journey unfolding here.
I am not perfect. I am no longer trying to be.
I do not have every answer...but God does.
I am still growing.
I am still learning.
I created this space to encourage you
to pray,
to seek,
to worship,
to heal,
to stretch,
to grow in faith,
to build what God placed in your hands,
and to...ABIDE.
Come Journal With Me
This is not an ordinary blog. Here, I invite you to bring your questions, prayers, weariness, and hope to the feet of Jesus. Journey with me through Conversations with ABBA and Letters to the Kingdom Building Momma,
where we make room for honest conversations and communion with God.


Letter 3, I Judged Another Mother and Now I am Her
Years ago, I judged another mother for arriving late to preschool with her twins. I did not know the weight she was carrying. Then, one morning at my own child’s school door, God allowed me to experience the grace I had once struggled to give.


Forgive Me Daddy…I Took the Pen Again.
A conversation about control, surrender, and learning to trust the Author and the FINISHER of our faith...again. “God is writing the story. Stop stealing the pen.” I almost stopped in the middle of that winding road. I literally grabbed my chest with one hand, and struggled to hold the wheel with the other. It was truly momentous…breath-taking, and it left me speechless. “Father I’m guilty. I’ve done this! I’ve done this so many times…forgive me!” Those were my words, and alo


Letter 2, Come to the Table
Come to the Table: An Invitation to the BRIDE Will you remain busy, or will you come commune with the One who invited you to take a seat? For many of us as mothers who cook every meal, prepare every snack, clear the table, and wipe away the crumbs in preparation to do it all again…life looks this way. Many meals require me to scoop, pour, serve, wipe away, clean…and repeat. ‘Please, Mom, I want more,’ and ‘Oops, I spilled my milk,’ are common announcements among my children a
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