My story has taught me that God does some of His deepest work in the places we would never have chosen.
I was adopted as an infant and grew up in Ocala, Florida. My life has included tremendous blessings, but it has also included loss, questions about identity, loneliness, and seasons when I struggled to understand myself and my story.
Along the way, I discovered that faith doesn’t require us to pretend the difficult parts of our stories aren’t there. Instead, I’ve experienced a God who meets us in those very places—and uses them to shape who we are becoming.
The road wasn’t always easy.
One of the defining losses of my life came when my older brother died suddenly at the age of 24. Grief, loneliness, and questions about where I belonged became part of my journey. There were also battles within me—anger, self-criticism, fear, and the feeling that somehow I needed to prove that I was enough.
But those struggles did not get the final word. Over time, my relationship with Jesus became more than something I believed—it became the place where I learned about grace, identity, forgiveness, and what it means to be known and loved by God.
Pain began to become purpose.
Looking back, I can see how many of the places where I once struggled became the very places God would eventually use in my calling. My questions about identity helped create a passion for helping people understand who they are. My experiences with loss taught me the importance of presence. My own relational struggles created a desire to understand what helps people connect, heal, and flourish.
That journey eventually led me into ministry, pastoral counseling, teaching, and writing. Today, I have the privilege of sitting with people as they make sense of their own stories—marriages that need strengthening, individuals searching for identity and direction, families navigating difficult seasons, and people simply wanting to grow closer to God.
I don’t have a perfect story. I have a redeemed one. And I’m still living it.
Your story matters too.
Maybe parts of your story haven’t gone the way you expected either. Maybe there are chapters you would rewrite if you could. I understand that.
But I believe our stories can become places of growth rather than prisons that hold us to the past. God is still writing. There is still room to heal, to grow, to reconnect, to discover who you are, and to become who He created you to be.
That’s a big part of why this site exists. I want to share what I’ve learned—and what I’m still learning—in hopes that something along the way encourages your heart.