About

I’m not a writer, I’m just a woman who’s lived through some hard chapters, made mistakes, wrestled with faith, and still showed up for God anyway. I didn’t grow up with a perfect story, and I’m not writing this from a place of having it all together. I’ve been broken, bitter, addicted to the wrong things, and running from the very love that was chasing me down. But in the middle of my mess, God met me. And He didn’t ask me to be perfect, He just asked me to be honest.

Holy Mess is where I get real about that journey, the struggles that brought me to my knees, the moments I almost gave up, and the ways God kept showing up when I least deserved it. This space is for the ones who feel too far gone, too scarred, or too messy to be called by God. Spoiler: you’re not. If you’re walking through pain, trying to heal, or just searching for something real, I pray you find pieces of hope here. Because if God can use my mess, He can absolutely use yours too.