Hi there, friend. I'm Maggie, and I'm so glad you're here.
I’m a working mama in the trenches of ministry with my heartthrob of a husband. I love Jesus, coffee, and carbs—in that order. My life is full and messy, just the way I like it.
Words have always been my thing. They’re the balm to a broken heart, affirmation for a job well done, and a bridge over stormy seas. They can put flesh to our feelings and help us find our way. What is life but a culmination of words that tell the story of who we are?
I used to be afraid of my own voice, intimidated by the power of words. Once I became confident enough to speak up, it made all the difference.
When it comes to women, we have a tendency to be bound by words—the ones we speak, the ones we think, and the ones we believe. And that’s exactly what happened to me. I didn’t want to stay tied up, so I decided it was time to find my voice.
I’m not perfect and I still get it wrong, but I couldn’t dream up a better life if I tried. From changing dirty diapers to loving my man to serving the church, one thing is true: I am a blessed woman.