Britt Diane is a Christian writer, journaling connoisseur, and aspiring novelist.

  • Coffee With Jesus

    My insides turned into mush, and yet I remained calm. His smooth earth toned complexion and His snow white hair likened to a white sheep’s wool had me in a daze. I tried to look away, but the holes in His palms captivated me. Were these the same holes that convinced Thomas that He is…

  • Peace Be Still

    “Peace be still!” You say To the raging sea inside of me. My tongue is your rudder. You are my mainsail. Where you go, I follow. Your truth will always prevail.

  • The Dreadful Silence

    It comes to you like their in the night. Just when you assume things are going right, A calming quiet comes in with all its might. It’s waiting for you. Seeking the right time to pursue. It’s on a mission to serve conviction and truth. Running is not a choice When you hear that still…

  • The Disobedient Date

    My stomach dropped to my ankles as I glanced over the edge. I couldn’t tell if he could sense the fear swelling in me. John Acosta. He was 5 foot 10 with caramel brown skin. I just had to swipe right. With his profile picture showcasing his muscular build, a smile with a set of…

  • Blindsided

    The silence was too loud for Sara to bear as she observed her beloved friend, Lara, who was sitting on one of the new red accent chairs recently added to her work decor. Sara wanted her clients to be in an exquisite home-like environment when they came to see her, especially since she was always…

  • Criminal Minds

    Criminals think criminally don’t they?!?  I was studying Matthew 27 and around the 62nd verse it goes into how after the death and burial of Jesus the leading priests and Pharisees went to the governor Pilate asking him to send guards to protect the tomb because they believed Jesus’s disciples were going to steal his…