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We All Sin (Yes, Even Us Christians)

We All Sin (Yes, Even Us Christians) As I navigate my new life as a follower of Jesus, one thing really sticks out to me—and I felt a strong nudge to share it because, in my opinion, it’s super important. We all sin. We were born into sin. We naturally sin because that is our nature. If you don’t believe me, just watch a baby or toddler. No one has to sit them down and teach them how to be selfish, lie, or throw a full-blown meltdown over a snack. Our flesh doesn’t need training—it was born this way. Sin entered the world when Eve used her free will and gave in to deception from the serpent, eating the forbidden fruit. Adam—yes, her husband, who probably should have stepped in and said, “Hey babe…maybe don’t take the bait”—also used his free will and ate the fruit. God clearly told them not to eat from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. Once they did, sin entered the world. Everything broken in this world traces back to sin: sickness, adultery, lies, cheating, harming our...

Be the Hands and Feet

 Sitting here staring at a blank screen, trying to figure out what to blog about. I sit quietly and wait for the Holy Spirit to tell me what we are writing. So… here I am, sitting patiently—and for those who know me, you know I am NOT a patient person. Naturally, I do what I probably shouldn’t and reach for my phone to scroll Facebook. That’s when I came across an article about Brandon Lake giving a “speech” after accepting a Lifetime Achievement Award for his impact on contemporary Christian music. He said this: “If life has given you more than most, then give more than most. No man should store up fortunes while children sleep hungry. What you hold in excess is not truly yours—it belongs to those who suffer.” Go ahead, read that a few more times if you need to. I know I did. Can you imagine the looks on the billionaires’ faces or what went through their minds? The article went on to say that eyewitnesses noted several billionaires—one being Zuckerberg—sat in silence. No smile. ...

But God

  But God! I am totally in my feelings right now. I haven’t shared my testimony yet, but… spoiler alert: it took me about 30 years to accept Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior. Thirty years!! I did ask Christ into my life when I was around 16, but I definitely didn’t live a life that resembled Him. If I’m being honest (and humility matters here), I was serving the world and doing a whole lot of things that had nothing to do with Jesus. James 1:22–25 tells us not to just hear the Word, but to be doers of the Word. That means living like Jesus—loving one another, helping each other, listening, and not condemning. Jesus didn’t come to condemn us, so guess what? We aren’t called to condemn either. Matthew 22:37–40 tells us to love the Lord our God with all our heart and soul and to love our neighbor. And not just your next-door neighbor. In Hebrew, there are two meanings for “neighbor”: the one who lives next door and neighbor as humans in general . That means all of us. Every sing...

Haters Are Gonna Hate

  Haters are gonna hate, you guys. I get on here and write blogs about navigating a lifestyle modeled after Jesus… while I’m still very much trying to figure out what that actually looks like myself. Spoiler alert: IT’S HARD. But thank You, Holy Spirit, for never leaving me and for constantly redirecting my steps. Story time. I hopped on social media this morning and came across a few not-so-kind comments. Now, let’s be honest — my life has never exactly been “normal.” I probably should be used to judgment by now. I came home pregnant at 18 and unmarried, earned my black sheep title early on, and wore it for years. So you’d think a silly comment from an acquaintance would roll right off my back by now. Well… it didn’t. I don’t think I’ll ever fully get used to my life being on public display, but here I am — blogging about personal things and preparing to share my walk with God through a podcast launching in January 2026 . So yes, opinions will come, whether invited or not. ...

Be Unoffended

 The Choice to Be Unoffended I know I’ve written about offense before, but let’s be honest—this topic never really gets old. Whether you’re a Christian or not, offense is the bait of Satan . You’re welcome to agree or disagree, but truth doesn’t change based on how we spin it. Here’s the hard part (and yes, I’m talking to myself too): you choose to be offended . No one makes that decision for you. It doesn’t matter how something is said, who says it, or even the tone behind it. At the end of the day, it comes down to how you choose to receive it. Now, let’s be clear—if someone is being a jerk, that’s on them . Fully. But when I choose to react in offense, that part? That’s on me . We always have two options: ignore it or respond. And if I respond in anger, sarcasm, or defensiveness, I’m really no better than the person who set me off in the first place. Ouch. I’ve had plenty of moments where someone said something or behaved a certain way and—boom—self-control left the build...

Beautifully Broken

I accepted Jesus Christ as my Savior about a year and a half ago—truly the best decision I’ve ever made. But I quickly learned that following Jesus doesn’t make life magically easier. After 42 years of living in a world full of shiny distractions—money, success, clothes, cars, and the “it’s your life, do what you want” mindset—I began to see how empty it all really was. Everything the world offered me was a lie. I also have a past, and it loves to show up at the worst times. People say “the past is the past,” but when others keep reminding you of who you used to be, it doesn’t always feel that way. Sometimes I ask myself, Am I a fraud? I write about Jesus, yet the enemy whispers, “Look at your life, Jane. Look at your marriage.” As I write this, I’m sitting in a dimly lit room with Lauren Daigle playing softly, trying to calm my heart. Dallas and I have been married only 10 months, and the spiritual attacks have been intense. The fighting has gotten worse, not better, and at first I...

Feed His Sheep

  You guys!!! A holy revolution just hit me, right here, right now. Most of you know I’ve been wanting to start a podcast—something that will probably mirror this blog, plus a healthy dose of my random chaos because… well, it’s me. Who knows what you’ll get? But I promise you’ll enjoy it! One of my biggest hesitations has been finding the right time to record. Every bit of research says you need complete quiet. And listen… nothing in or around my life is “quiet.” Not even the inside of my head. I’ve been trying to figure out when I can record and honestly… I’ve also been scared. Yep. I said it. Scared. I know—SO lame. But I’m working on getting over it. I think it’s fear of failure, fear of disappointment, fear of the unknown… you know, all the greatest hits. But those fears? ALL lies from the enemy. While researching today, I came across something that said God simply told us to feed His sheep. He didn’t say, “Go collect a ginormous pile of followers.” So why has follower-...