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I often say I first got “born again” at ten years old—but truth be told, I didn’t fully understand what that really meant. It wasn’t until my twenties that I truly surrendered my life to Jesus. During that season, I joined the worship team at a church I attended, and it became a place of deep growth for me.
Those early days were filled with trial and error, but they were also rich with grace. I’m deeply thankful for the pastors during that time because they gave me the freedom to be myself. One pastor even gave me a music CD that I still listen to today—a small gesture that left a lasting impact.
It wasn’t a perfect worship team by any stretch, and I experienced my share of challenges along the way. But that’s part of life. Challenges stretch us, mature us, and help us grow. Despite it all, it was a meaningful season. I belonged to a team that truly loved what they did and, most importantly, loved Jesus. Even as I’ve moved on to other chapters, those memories remain close to my heart.
Several years later—after a lot of preparation and pruning—God directed me to start a women’s ministry. I’ll be honest: I didn’t want to. Leadership was the last thing I desired. But God gently reminded me of a verse He had once given me:
“As the rain and the snow come down from heaven and do not return to it without watering the earth… so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty but will accomplish what I desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.” — Isaiah 55:10–11
That verse became my anchor. Through every challenge, God has upheld me. There were times I didn’t think I could make it as the founder of a women’s ministry, but He kept His promise — and I’ve seen His faithfulness every step of the way.
I know what it’s like to pick up the pieces of your heart after realizing a relationship was going nowhere. I’ve been there — feeling broken, disappointed, and unsure if my heart would ever heal. But here’s what I’ve learned: God is present in every stage — before the breaking, in the middle of the shattering, and through the beautiful work of restoration that follows.
Today, I’ve been married for 19 years to a wonderful man, but when he first met me, my walls were sky-high. I was guarded and terrified of being wounded again. And — dare I admit it — I had actually told God (not asked, told!) that I would never get married. Thankfully, His plans were so much better than mine.






