ABOUT THE SPARROWS.
When I went in for the first biopsy and the procedure had begun, the radiologist asked about the sparrow tattoo on my wrist. I told him it’s my reminder that God takes care of the small little creatures, and He cares even more for me, so I don’t need to worry about things. Afterward, when he sat with me and told me that the results “look suspicious”, I looked down and my eyes locked on my tattoo again. I tried to entrust the future to God and rest in the fact that He cares for me, and I knew I’d need this reminder again in the coming days. That same night, without having any idea of what was going on, my friend sent me this Scripture:
“And the very hairs on your head are all numbered. So don’t be afraid; you are more valuable to God than a whole flock of sparrows.” -Luke 12:7 NLT
So… I figured God was really wanting me to grasp this and hold onto it. I named this site (and this season through breast cancer) “Even the Sparrows” as a stamp of His faithfulness and a reminder that He sees us and is caring for us, like He cares for the little birds— who don’t ever worry or stress out about their futures. I hope this place is a comforting reminder of that promise for you too, through whatever you face.
I’m a songwriter. An INFP. A night person. A homebody. A dreamer. A lover of hot drinks and fuzzy blankets. I’m socially awkward, but I love people and I love to laugh. I hate badly written TV shows (and deem almost all of them badly written). When I had hair, I was naturally blonde. I feel an intense calling to: 1) breathe belief into people with big dreams and help them get started, and 2) to help women who are hurting and point them toward real healing. In July of 2017, while seven months pregnant, I was diagnosed with Stage II breast cancer. God has given me comfort, peace, and joy through it, and our son was born healthy and happy at 34 weeks.
But most importantly of all, I’m a born again believer in Jesus. I’m the lucky wife of an awesome Marine and hilarious, handsome man who I’ve known since the sixth grade. And I’m a blessed (in my mess) mama to three wild and incredible kids on earth and one in heaven.