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The Beauty of Being Known: My Experience with Latter-day Lights

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Last month, I sat down right here at home to record a special episode with Scott and Emily from the Latter-day Lights podcast. I went into that recording thinking I’d just share a bit of my poetry. I finished the session feeling like I had finally let the light into corners of my story I’ve kept tucked away for years.

There were parts of my journey I shared that most people—even those closest to me—never knew. It was a vulnerable thing, even in the comfort of my own space. But in that moment, I felt the Spirit so clearly guiding me. It wasn’t about my comfort; it was about the person on the other end who needs to know they aren’t alone.

Scott and Emily mentioned they had never heard poetry quite like mine—with the “backstory and the takeaway.” They loved the vulnerability, but I know that strength didn’t come from me. It came from Him.

I know that people will be touched by these stories and poems, and my hope is that they lead people back to Him. I can’t wait for you to hear the episode in March.

To my subscribers: I’d love to hear from you. Is there a part of your story you’ve felt prompted to share, but fear has held you back? Please reply and share your heart with me.

Christ, My Ark

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My Daily Musings-Feb.18th, 2026

Christ, My Ark

I’ve been thinking about Noah and the ark — and how much faith that must have required.

There was no rain yet. No visible storm. Just a command from God and a clear sky overhead.

And still… he built.

Board by board.
Day by day.
Act of obedience by act of obedience.

I imagine the sound of the hammer echoing in dry air. I imagine the questions, maybe even the doubt from others. Yet Noah kept building because he trusted God more than what he could see.

It makes me think about our own lives.

Most of the time, we are not building in the middle of a storm. We are building before it. When things seem calm. When prayers feel ordinary. When reading Scripture feels quiet and small.

But faith is built the same way the ark was built — steadily and intentionally.

One prayer.
One choice to forgive.
One act of repentance.
One moment of obedience.

Board by board.

And then, when the floods come — because they always do in one way or another — we are not left without refuge.

When past storms have come in my life, I can see how Christ has been my refuge. Even when I didn’t fully understand what He was doing, He was holding me steady.

Jesus Christ is our Ark.

He is the shelter that holds when grief rises.
He is the covering when fear tries to overtake us.
He is the steady strength when everything else feels uncertain.

So I find myself asking: What daily habits are strengthening my foundation in Him? What am I building now that will sustain me later?

If we build our lives in Him now, the storms will not destroy us later.

Christ, my Ark.

When I Falter, You Remain

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Backstory: 
As I reflected on the phrase “Jesus is my portion,” I couldn’t stop thinking about Job. He lost everything that defined stability — family, health, security, reputation — yet he did not lose his faith. If I’m honest, I don’t know that I would respond with immediate praise the way he did. I know my heart. I would probably grieve loudly. I might question. I might wrestle. But then I realized something: Job did wrestle. He lamented. He questioned. He sat in ashes. What made him faithful wasn’t the absence of pain — it was the refusal to let go of God in the pain. As I’ve walked through my own trials, I’ve faltered at times. I’ve doubted. I’ve wondered if I could keep going. But I am still here. Still believing. Still calling on the name of Jesus. And maybe that is what it means for Him to be my portion — not that life is easy, but that He remains.

When I Falter, You Remain

We treasure things in life, those material possessions
Until they slowly turn into our obsessions.
The world can take away our material wealth,
It can even take away our strength and health.

These things are fleeting in the grander scheme,
Though losing them feels like a broken dream.
What truly matters is our faith in the Son,
For with Him by our side, the battle is won.

Like Job who lost his home and family,
And sat in ashes, grieving bitterly.
In that dark hour, he faced every weakness,
Yet held fast to the promise of his Jesus.

When storms of life begin to rage and swell, 
And we have stories of deep grief to tell, 
We find that when the Lord is made our portion, 
Our souls find peace amidst the world's commotion.

If we remain quite faithful to the end, 
And keep the Savior as our truest friend, 
He’ll guide our footsteps all along the way, 
With love far deeper than our words can say.

The Takeaway: Faith does not require perfection. It requires persistence. We may falter. We may question. We may sit in ashes for a season. But as long as we keep calling upon the Lord and trusting Him to be our strength, we are not lost. When Jesus is our portion, He becomes our security when everything else feels unstable. He is our inheritance when earthly things are taken. He is our strength when we are too weary to stand alone. We do not have to endure life’s trials by ourselves. If we cling to Him, we can make it through anything — together.

Scattered Stars of Hope

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My Daily Musings-Feb.17th, 2026

Sometimes I think about why our Heavenly Father created the sun. Of course it gives warmth and life to the earth, but I also believe it is a tender reminder that we were never meant to live in darkness.

And even when the sun sets, He did not leave us without light. He placed the moon and scattered the stars across the sky so that even the darkest night still carries a glow.

In the same way, He has never left our souls without light. When discouragement creeps in, when grief feels heavy, or when trials seem too much to bear, we are not abandoned to spiritual darkness. He sent His Beloved Son, Jesus Christ, to be our Light.

Sometimes that light feels bright and steady. Other times it may feel small—like a distant star. But it is always there.

Because of Him, there is always hope.
Because of Him, darkness never wins.

🤍 Reflection Questions

  1. When have I felt even a small “star-like” light from the Savior during a dark time in my life?
  2. How can I reflect His light to someone who may be walking through darkness right now?

A Small Light (Question of the Month)

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I believe that faith wasn’t meant to be lived out in silence. We are meant to walk this path together, sharing the things that lift our hearts and steady our feet.

As I prepare for some exciting things coming in March—including being a guest on the Latter-day Lights podcast—I want to take a moment to hear from you.

Each month, I’ll be asking a “Question of the Month” to help us connect. For February, my question is:

“What is one small ‘light’ or tender mercy that has guided your path this week?”

Whether it was a line from a favorite poem, a quiet moment of prayer, or a kind word from a stranger, I’d love for you to share it in the comments below.

Let’s fill this space with the little lights that keep us going.