When Ryan and I were young therapists, we had a dream and vision to start a private practice. We were newly engaged and had no idea where or when, but we felt the vision would become part of our story. Since then, five years later, we have gotten married, left jobs, made a few moves, created a home with community, experienced deeper healing within our own stories, gotten pregnant, had Maverick, and, while pregnant, began dreaming about Abide in Courage – which was placed on o

I wonder what it would be like to knock on the Father’s door to His house or knock on Jesus’ door where He was sojourning with His disciples. What would it look like? Or better yet, how would He greet me when I knocked? Would His face light up with glee as a Dad, just so happy His daughter’s come to visit, or would Jesus get up from lounging at the table with taper candles lit, wine poured, and bread broken – get up and with a smile and invite me to sit – like I am one of His

It was 2016. I was twenty-two and my dad passed away just four months ago. At that time, I was a Senior in college, trying my best to get...

For the past couple of weeks, I consistently felt rushed. Do you know those weeks when you feel like you just can’t stop? I woke up one particular morning already sighing for the day ahead of me - which to me revealed that I needed space. My body needed rest and extended time to breathe. This morning, I sat down for breakfast, opened my calendar, and realized that my chiropractor appointment was thirty minutes before expected. Adding to the stress, the drive there was thirty