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'God'Sip & Tea

Sip the Tea and Find the truth

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  • The Body Remembers: Finding Grace in Our Wounds

    Life moves on. The mind and soul might begin to heal, but the body—that’s a different story. It holds onto the past, a silent witness to every hurt and every wrong. For those of us who have walked through deep pain, this is a truth we feel in our bones. We can pray, go to… Read more

  • From the Pits of Hell to a Place of Hope

    To anyone suffering in the here and now, I have some good news for you: these days will pass. You will look back on this time and say, “What a trial that was!” I know this because I have been there. I was at a point of suicide, with a path that looked gloomy and… Read more

  • From Red Ribbons to Redemption: Finding My Crown and Glory in Christ

    For most of my life, I was lost. Not in a metaphorical sense, but literally. I was a runaway, a homeless teen walking the streets, feeling as though I had no direction and no purpose. I was raised in a way that left me confused, a way I didn’t understand. My mom practiced things that… Read more

  • The Uneven Ledger

    What she went through was nothing compared to what she did to me. But who is keeping the score? This question gets to the heart of what I’ve come to call “the uneven ledger” the biased way we account for our relationships. People tend to forget what they do to others, but they never forget… Read more

  • The Tea Was Sweet, But The Journey…

    They say you can’t go back, but for me, it’s not about going back. It’s about a fast-forward from 25 to my 40s. A blink of an eye, and I realized I’ve lived 20 twice. Baebee, the things I’ve seen, the dramas I’ve been through… You couldn’t write this script. The growing pains, the gut-wrenching… Read more

  • My Act of Self-Grace

    What do you enjoy most about writing? For me, writing wasn’t just a passion; it was my salvation. I remember the times my mother would beat me and the days I went hungry. In those moments, I would eat the words on pages to feed my mind and regurgitate them to express myself. Writing became… Read more

  • The Beautiful Scraps of Our Lives

    The biggest myth about creating something new is that you can do it from nothing. People often believe they need a blank slate to build something great, a perfect starting point, a clean break from the past. But as a business owner, a writer, and a mental health coach, I’ve learned that’s not where real… Read more

  • The Waiting Room and the Healer

    “I’m done with the church,” she said, her voice shaking slightly. She stirred her tea. The spoon clinked against the porcelain a little too loudly. The pain in her eyes was unmistakable. “I went there hoping to find God. Instead, I found people who claimed to be His followers hurting me.” Her words weren’t a… Read more

  • Curiosity

    What positive emotion do you feel most often? Curiosity is a powerful and beautiful emotion, especially when viewed through the lens of faith. It’s the feeling that pulls us toward new ideas and deeper understanding. But for me, this emotion was long buried. For years, my world was defined by heartache and loss. The most… Read more

  • Finding My Way: More Than Just a Plan

    How do you plan your goals? When it comes to planning my goals, I’ve learned that a simple checklist or a five-year plan isn’t enough. For years, I struggled, trying to figure out a path forward on my own. I went through a lot of suffering and uncertainty, feeling like I had no direction. Through… Read more