What if the greatest threat to hell isn’t power—but humility?
In this post, we uncover how Mary’s quiet surrender didn’t just welcome a Savior—it dismantled Satan’s oldest strategy. As we step into Humility Month, discover why pride has no antidote in hell… and how the woman who said yes in secret became a weapon forged in grace. You’ll never look at humility the same way again.

She thought she was preparing for a dream vacation—but Heaven had other plans.
When a last-minute illness threatened everything, something sacred broke through the disappointment. Jesus came to heal—but He didn’t come alone. In this blog, you’ll encounter a love story, a visitation, and a moment that turned ruined plans into holy ground. You won’t believe what happened next.

What if the Rosary wasn’t just a tradition, but a divine strategy given by Mary herself in a moment of spiritual crisis? In this blog, we dive into the powerful origins of the Rosary, how it was handed to St. Dominic as Heaven’s answer to heresy, and why this seemingly simple prayer still holds the power to push back darkness today.

May 13th—the day Mary first appeared at Fatima. I always knew the name, but not the full story. Not the miracle witnessed by tens of thousands. Not the urgent message she brought. Not the quiet truth that we never really responded. What if the peace we’ve prayed for has been waiting on a prayer we were asked to pray all along? I’m still discovering what her visit meant then—and what it might still mean now.

I wasn’t trying to be holy—I was just tired of snapping at my husband and drowning in laundry. So I threw out a challenge to Mary (yes, that Mary) to prove she was more than just a pretty nativity scene. What happened next? Let’s just say… things got sparkly. And soft. And weirdly peaceful. Was it coincidence—or something divine?
And if Mary is still active, still powerful, and still watching... what does that mean for the rest of us?
Come see what I discovered—and why I’m starting to think she’s not done mothering yet.

Most Christians wouldn’t dare say it out loud—but the moment the name Mary is mentioned, something in the room shifts. Eyes dart. Walls go up.

What if we’ve been so busy avoiding her… we’ve missed something sacred?

This post might just be the start of a conversation you never thought you’d have—but desperately need to.

Ready to go there?