Tami H

I was a powerhouse of a woman. For most of my life, I wore that title with pride. I was raised by a strong, independent, mostly single mother who taught me one clear lesson: never rely on a man. Be able to take care of yourself. Don’t need anyone. Don’t be vulnerable. Don’t be dependent. That mindset helped me survive a lot of life. It got me through hard seasons. It made me capable, responsible, and resilient. But somewhere along the way, I started to realize something uncomfortable:...

(But I Love Jesus More Than Ever) I’m just going to say it out loud: I don’t like organized religion when it starts to feel more like a business than a relationship with God. And before anyone misunderstands me—I love Jesus. I believe in the church. I believe in community, accountability, worship, teaching, and serving. What I struggle with is when the structure becomes more important than the Spirit, when the brand becomes louder than the Bible, and when people start to feel like customers...

For a long time, I didn’t have language for what I was feeling. I just knew something was different. Something was shifting. Something was healing. And now I can finally say it: I am watching generational cycles break in my family — and it is one of the most beautiful, holy, and healing things I’ve ever witnessed. This kind of healing doesn’t show up in dramatic moments.It doesn’t arrive with applause or announcements.It shows up quietly — in softer voices, in honest conversations, in...