Ashley Trammell

Chispa Magazine writer Ashley Trammell is a wife and a stay-at-home mom to her three kiddos. She has a deep love for the written word and the Word of God. Through that love, she brings her fire and passion to Chispa, that the women who dive in together would be more like Christ in every way. She grew up in the mid-west, but most recently has been on mission in Texas and Georgia. Being in love with reading inspired Ashley to study English Literature at the University of Central Oklahoma. An avid reader, a coffee connoisseur, a football enthusiast, and a sushi devotee: these are just a few of Ashley's favorite things. Plus, she recently founded Two Fourteen Paperie Two Fourteen Paperie, which provides custom invitations and greeting cards to all. 214, the area code for Dallas, Texas. Where she met and married her husband, where her three babies were born, and where Jesus met her and showed her He saves by grace through faith. 214, their new home address in Georgia. A little over a year ago, her little family moved from Texas to Georgia. It’s been a sweet adventure for the five of them, and The Father has been faithful and kind to grow their trust of Him there. 214 for her favorite bible verse, Colossians 2:14, which says, “He canceled the record of the charges against us and took it away by nailing it to the cross.” Jesus is her why, and also her how. Ashley is also a survivor of sexual assault and has a deep desire to see God bring beauty from the ashes. He is in the redemption business, and through His truth and grace, through our Redeemer, we can have healing.

The Truth Without Love

The Truth With Love-Ashley Trammel-Chispa Magazine

Last week, we talked about the idea of speaking love without truth and how, through Jesus’ example, we are free to be both fully, not the balance of each. We recognized that love has to be accompanied by truth to be truly loving. This week, I want us to explore how truth has to be…

Love Without Truth Isn’t Loving at All

Love WIthout Truth-Chispa Magazine

Let me paint a picture for you. You’re walking on a road and you see a friend driving. They pull over for some small talk, a quick catch-up, and then they’re on their way. Now, you know that the road is closed ahead; the bridge has collapsed and they will head right into a ravine…

I Was Called a Racist

called racist-ashley trammel-chispa magazine

Yes, I was called a racist. It cut me to my core to be called that. She called me a homophobe as well. I cried my eyes out. It hurt me profoundly. To be fair, this girl doesn’t really know me. We did know each other not too long ago. In fact, she is family.…