I’ve learned that doubt doesn’t always mean I’m on the wrong path. Sometimes it’s just proof that I’m stepping into something meaningful. When I start questioning what God’s asking me to do, I remind myself that faith isn’t the absence of uncertainty—it’s choosing to move forward in the middle of it.

I’ve learned that “more is caught than taught.”
Our daughters are watching how we live — how we love, create, and trust God when life stretches us. This isn’t about perfection; it’s about modeling a life fully alive in Him.

I never thought of myself as someone who struggled with control—until I found myself pleading with God to change a situation I didn’t understand. Through our foster care journey, I learned what it really means to surrender and trust that His plans are better than mine. This story is a reminder to hold things loosely and believe that even when we can’t see the whole picture, God’s way is always best.

When we packed up our life in New Jersey and moved ten hours away with our five kids, I thought I was prepared for the change. But what I didn’t expect was how deeply I would crave the familiar — the people, the places, even the small routines that made life feel steady. It wasn’t just a move; it was a stretching of my heart. I found myself learning, in very real ways, that growth rarely happens in comfort. God was inviting us into something new, and even though it felt uncertain, He was faithful to meet us there — in the unfamiliar, the uncomfortable, and the in-between.