The Porch Journal
This is where the stories live—the quiet reflections, the whispered prayers, the moments that didn’t make it into the group chat. Some posts are devotionals. Some are journal entries I didn’t know I’d share. All of them are written from the porch—with hot chocolate in hand, hope in progress, and honesty intact.
Browse around. Read what resonates. And if something stirs your spirit, stay awhile.
The Porch Light Was Still On
I didn’t plan to stop—I just saw the light and turned in.
The Stranger on the Swing
I didn’t say a word—but somehow, this man knew why I was crying.
What to Do With His Things When You’re Not Ready to Let Go
The house is quiet now, but his presence lingers everywhere — in the coat still hanging by the...
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….where I spill the tea on grief, faith, and why “everything happens for a reason” deserves a long, quiet time-out. No spam, no spiritual band-aids—just real notes from someone who’s mastered the art of ugly-crying in public places.
You’re not broken. You’re becoming.
If your heart needs space to breathe, you're in good company.
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