From the Mire to the Rock

"I share this part of my story with prayer and purpose, trusting that God will use it to remind women that no matter what they are facing, they are never beyond His reach."

For many years, my story was something I carried quietly. Not because God hadn't been faithful, but because I struggled with shame, pain, and questions about who I was and where I belonged.

Like many women, my life has included seasons of uncertainty, heartbreak, loss, fear, and difficult circumstances. I know what it feels like to carry burdens that seem too heavy to bear and to wonder if things will ever change.

My childhood was marked by instability and trauma. My family faced challenges that left deep wounds and shaped the way I viewed myself and the world around me. Even though loving family members stepped in to provide stability, I often felt insecure, unworthy, and disconnected.

As I grew older, those struggles followed me into adulthood. I battled depression, hopelessness, and a deep sense of being lost. Outwardly, life continued moving forward, but inwardly I was searching for peace, purpose, and healing.

Everything began to change in 2006 when I became a mother. For the first time, I experienced a love that transformed my perspective. Yet I was also facing fear, uncertainty, and circumstances that felt impossible to overcome.

In December of that year, I reached a breaking point. Sitting on the floor of my apartment shower, overwhelmed by the weight of life, I cried out to Jesus. I asked Him to forgive me, help me, and save me from the path I was on.

And He met me there.

Not because I had everything together. Not because I deserved it. But because God's grace reaches into the deepest places of our lives and lifts us when we cannot lift ourselves.

It was the beginning of a journey that transformed everything.

God restored relationships. He led me back to my high school sweetheart. Together we began attending church, growing in our faith, and building a family rooted in Christ. I was baptized, we married in 2007, and our family continued to grow.

For the first time, I experienced much of the stability and love I had longed for throughout my life.

But healing is often a process rather than a single moment.

As life settled down, old wounds that had been buried for years began to surface. I was eventually diagnosed with PTSD, anxiety, and major depressive disorder. Through counseling, medical care, and support, I began learning how deeply those past experiences had affected me.

Most importantly, I learned that God wasn't finished with me.

As I surrendered more completely to Christ and immersed myself in Scripture, prayer, and worship, He began healing areas of my heart that I had long believed would remain broken forever.

Little by little, He showed me that true healing comes not from striving harder, but from drawing closer to Him.

Why Lifted Souls Ministry Exists

The reason Lifted Souls Ministry exists is simple.

I know what it feels like to need help.

I know what it feels like to need someone to listen, to pray, to encourage, and to point me back to God's truth when life feels overwhelming.

Because of what Christ has done in my life, I now have the privilege of walking alongside other women as they navigate their own journeys.

Some women come seeking guidance for marriage or relationships. Others are facing grief, trauma, health challenges, life transitions, faith questions, or difficult decisions. Some simply need encouragement and prayer.

Whatever brings you here, my hope is that you will find a safe place to be heard, supported, and reminded that God sees you, loves you, and has not forgotten you.

The same God who lifted me from the mire and set my feet upon the rock is still in the business of restoring hearts, renewing hope, and changing lives.

And He is able to do the same for you.