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During our recent Called to Launch workshop, a couple of ladies shared something with me that has stayed on my heart. They talked about how they had felt led by God to step out and do certain things in ministry, but the words and opinions of others had caused them to pull back. Some had questioned their motives, suggesting they were trying to build their own kingdoms, draw attention to themselves, or simply be seen. What touched my heart most was realizing that these ladies w

For years, when I heard someone describe a Proverbs 31 woman, I pictured a woman who was gentle, kind, patient, and always seemed to have everything together. A woman who served her family, loved the Lord, and quietly went about doing good. And while those are beautiful qualities, I’ve recently been learning something about Scripture that has stirred my heart. There is so much more to this woman than I once understood. Since returning from Israel, I’ve had a growing hunger to

Have you ever been judged, rejected, misunderstood, called names, or labeled by someone who claims to follow Jesus? Maybe you’ve been defined by your past, a mistake you’ve made, or simply because you understand something in Scripture differently. If so, can I gently remind you of something? You’re in good company. Even Jesus experienced rejection, false accusations, and harsh judgment from religious people. Some of the very people who knew the Scriptures and taught others ab

Your Assignment May Be Your Greatest Gift “For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus unto good works, which God hath before ordained that we should walk in them.” — Ephesians 2:10 (KJV) Have you ever stopped and asked yourself, “Lord, what is my assignment in this season of life?” I believe God gives each of us assignments. Some bring great joy, while others require sacrifice, courage, and faith to trust Him when life doesn’t make sense. Today, I interviewed a preci

Coming home from Israel, I knew something had stirred deep within my heart. We had the incredible privilege of leading 22 people through the land where so much of the Bible unfolded. Walking where Jesus walked, seeing the places I had read about for years, and learning more about the history and culture of Scripture awakened a new hunger in me. I want to know God more. Not simply know more about Him. I want to know His heart, His character, His ways, and the truth of His Word

As October 14 approaches, I find myself reflecting on one of the most significant anniversaries of my life. October 14, 2003, marks the day Jesus met me in the hospital and began a healing in me that changed the course of my life. As I have been studying the story of Mary Magdalene in preparation for teaching in Israel, I have felt such a deep connection to her story. Luke 8:1–3 tells us that Mary Magdalene was one of the women who followed Jesus and helped support His minist

Recently, I had a vision that I haven’t been able to forget. I walked into the most beautiful place. A few people were with me, and before us stood a magnificent building filled with windows. Engraved into every window was a cross, and sunlight poured through them, filling the room with light. Then I saw two beautiful people dancing. I was mesmerized. One was leading, and the other was following. There was such beauty in the way they moved together—almost effortless. The foll

What has God told you to leave? That question speaks volumes to my heart. When I was younger, I probably would have walked away from hard things much more easily. But adulthood taught me how to stay. For many years, I was the sole provider for our family. I couldn’t simply leave a difficult job because I was tired, frustrated, or unhappy. My family needed food on the table and a roof over their heads. So I learned to endure. I learned to show up. I learned to keep going when

Who Have You Placed in the Seat of Power? When church hurt reminds us where our true Source is found My heart has been heavy. After sitting with a group of women and hearing stories of hurt, loss, rejection, disappointment, betrayal, and grief, I went home carrying so much of what had been shared. But there was one kind of hurt I found myself wrestling with especially deeply: Church hurt. Several women shared experiences of reaching out to a pastor or spiritual leader during

Don’t Fall for the Counterfeit I don’t know about you, but I’ve noticed a pattern in my journey. Sometimes, right before the breakthrough, the promotion, the big purchase, the right man to marry, the right job—or whatever you’ve been praying and believing for—a counterfeit shows up. And the difficult thing about a counterfeit is that, on the outside, it can look almost exactly like the real thing. It can look like what God promised. It can sound like what you prayed for. It c

Whose Holy Spirit are you trying to be? Your husband’s? A new believer’s? A friend’s? Someone whose behavior you don’t like—or don’t believe lines up with the Word of God? Who are you judging while calling it love? Who are you correcting while saying, “I’m only telling you this because I love you”? Who are you calling out because you’ve decided their behavior needs to change? These are hard questions. And God has been teaching me that sometimes what I call love may actually b

There is a word in Scripture I can’t get away from: Lavished. Not rationed. Not reluctantly handed out. Not given only after we finally get ourselves together. Lavished. Ephesians 1:7–8 tells us that in Jesus we have redemption through His blood and the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of God’s grace—grace that He lavished on us. And 1 John 3:1 invites us to stop and really look: “See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children

God has been doing some heart work in me lately. Not the kind that feels good. The kind that exposes pride, reveals hidden hurts, and gently asks, “Do you want to be right, or do you want to be more like Jesus?” Recently, I had to do something that humbled me. I sent an apology to three women I care about. Not because they apologized first. Not because they even knew how deeply I had been hurt. I apologized because of how I responded to my hurt. After seeing pictures from a w

What judgment, anger, unforgiveness, or self-promoted righteousness are you still holding onto? It’s a question the Lord has been asking me. And if I’m honest… It’s one I’ve had to answer with tears. The past few months have changed me. Four months ago, I said goodbye to my precious mom. Then, on July 12th, I almost lost my husband, my kingdom babe, Roy Paul, to a heart attack. When you’ve stood at the edge of losing the people you love most, your perspective changes. Suddenl

There are birthdays you celebrate, and then there are birthdays that simply remind you of what you’ve lost. Today is my first birthday without my mom. Wow… it’s hard. My mom never forgot a birthday. Not once. She made sure I felt celebrated, loved, and seen every single year of my life. When I was a little girl, she would make my favorite homemade peach cobbler. I can still smell it baking in the oven and remember how special it made me feel. As I grew older, the tradition ch

There are moments in marriage that forever change you. For me, that moment came on July 12th. We had just returned from one of the sweetest vacations with our family. Our plane landed around 6:30 that morning, and after the drive home, we were exhausted but overflowing with gratitude. We had laughed, rested, and made memories we’ll treasure forever. Then, in an instant, everything changed. Not long after we got home, my kingdom babe, Roy Paul, began having chest pains. We are

If you’ve heard my story, then you know I was raised in church. I loved Jesus, attended church faithfully, and believed the Bible. Yet, if I’m honest, I lived in a constant cycle of trying harder, failing, repenting, and repeating the same sins. I wanted freedom, but I didn’t know how to walk in it. Maybe you’ve been there too. I knew about victory, but I wasn’t consistently living in it. Then, at 38 years old, lying in a hospital room, everything changed. God met me in a way

There are moments in life when God gently pulls back the curtain and gives us a glimpse of what heaven will be like. Last night was one of those moments. I had the incredible privilege of attending a women’s event at Heights Church, surrounded by women from different churches, different backgrounds, and different walks of life. As I looked around the room, I saw daughters of the King. Women united by one Savior, one faith, and one purpose: to know Him and make Him known. As I

There are moments in life when you know, deep down, that God is asking you to move. Not because where you are is bad. Not because you don’t love the people. Not because you’re unhappy. Simply because the season has ended. I’ve walked through this more than once, and if I’m honest, it never gets easier. Every time God has called me to leave a job that I loved, a company where I had built meaningful friendships, or a place that had become familiar, I’ve wrestled with fear. I wi

One night around 2:30 a.m., God woke me from a deep sleep. His words were clear: “Tricia, you need to write a book on church hurt.” I immediately responded, “I did. Wait. Pause. Trust.” Then came a gentle correction. “No, you left out the details to protect the people and the church. Now it’s time to write the details.” My heart sank. Not because I didn’t know what He was asking, but because I understood the cost. Then He continued: “It’s not about them. It’s not about you.