One Week Away! A Story I’ve Been Waiting to Share!

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One week from today, I’m stepping out from behind the keyboard and into the studio.

Back in January, I had the incredible opportunity to sit down with the team at Latter-day Lights. We talked about the moments that tested my faith, the grace that caught me when I fell, and the stories behind the poetry you read here every week.

It’s one thing to write these words; it’s another to speak them out loud. I’m a little nervous, but mostly, I’m deeply grateful for the chance to share my heart with a broader community.

The episode drops next Sunday, March 22nd!

I’ll be sending the direct link as soon as it’s live. In the meantime, I’d love to know: If you could ask me one thing about my journey or my writing process, what would it be? I might just answer it in a follow-up post!

Softly He Calls Me Home

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Backstory:
While memorizing the words of the hymn “Softly and Tenderly Jesus Is Calling” with my mom, I was struck by the way the words describe the Savior’s voice. At first, He calls softly and tenderly, like a gentle whisper to the heart. But as the hymn continues, His invitation becomes more earnest and pleading. It reminded me of the parable of the prodigal son and how much the Savior longs for each of us to come home to Him. His love is patient, but it is also persistent. He never stops calling us back to Him and He never will.

Softly He Calls Me Home

We are human and we make mistakes every day,
And we need Jesus to redeem us more than we could ever say.
Our Father sent His Son to this fallen world
Where the fiery darts of the adversary are constantly being hurled.

Jesus loves each one of us so much
And He suffered so that we could feel His loving touch.
Jesus is constantly calling us to Him
So that the light in our lives never grows dim.

He starts out calling to us softly and tenderly like a whisper in our heart,
He patiently waits for us to answer Him so we can have a fresh new start.
He is constantly calling to us from up above,
And we can feel His love resting upon us like a peaceful dove.

Even if we don’t hear His soft call the first time or two,
He won’t ever give up because He loves me and you.
He’ll keep on calling no matter what it takes,
Even though every time we ignore Him, His heart breaks.

But He will never give up calling to us
A truth of His mercy we must always discuss.
Until that great day when we see Him again
And He will embrace us every woman and man.

The Takeaway: The Savior’s voice may begin as a quiet whisper, but His love never gives up on us. Whether we feel near to Him or far away, He is always calling us to return. Because of His mercy and forgiveness, we never need to linger in the distance. We can always turn toward Him and come home.

The Beauty in the Struggle

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My Daily Musings-March 8th, 2026

Think about your favorite stories — the books you reread, the shows you love, the movies that make you cheer. Somewhere in each one, there is always a struggle. The hero or heroine faces something hard, something that seems impossible. And when they finally overcome it, we rejoice with them. The victory feels sweeter because of the trial.

What if our lives are meant to follow that same pattern?

We might say we would choose the easier path if we could. We may wish for fewer tears, fewer setbacks, fewer stretching moments. But would the joy feel as deep without the struggle that came before it? Would we recognize the miracle if we had never wrestled in the waiting?

Life was never meant to be easy — but it was never meant to be lonely either. Our Heavenly Father and our Savior walk with us through every chapter. They see the whole story when we can only see the page we’re on.

Maybe the hard parts aren’t interruptions to the story.

Maybe they are the story — the very moments that prepare us to rejoice.

A Lamp for My Feet

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My Daily Musings-March 7th, 2026

There are days when the darkness doesn’t just surround us—it settles inside us. Circumstances feel heavy. Trials seem unending. We wonder if we will ever feel light again.

Psalms 119:105 says, “Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.”

I love that it says a lamp for my feet. Not a floodlight for the whole journey. Just enough light for the next step. Sometimes that’s all we’re given—the strength and clarity for one small step forward.

When was the last time you let His word light just the next step instead of demanding to see the entire path? What might change if we trusted that even a small flicker of light is enough?

For me, the scriptures always bring light back into my soul. Even when the darkness feels thick, His word gently reminds me that I am not walking alone. The light may be quiet, but it is constant.

And sometimes, one small beam of light is all we need to keep going.

Faith That Carries Us Through

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My Daily Musings-March 3rd,2026

As I was listening to Sense and Second Chances, one line stayed with me. After losing both of their parents in a plane crash, someone wondered how the siblings could still believe in God. Their answer was simple: it was their faith that carried them through. They couldn’t have survived that loss without Him.

I thought about my own trials—especially the daily battle with my health—and I felt that truth settle deeply into my heart. I truly don’t know how I would get through each day without my Heavenly Father. Without the quiet reassurance that I am not alone. Without a Savior who understands suffering perfectly.

Faith doesn’t always remove the trial. But doesn’t it change how we walk through it? Doesn’t it steady our hearts when everything else feels uncertain?

How do people endure life’s deepest sorrows without knowing they are held? And how has your faith carried you in ways nothing else could?

I am so grateful to know that even on the hardest days, I am seen, strengthened, and sustained by Him.