Many of you know I spent a few years writing on the topics of faith, church, relationships & LGBTQIA+ concerns as it relates to salvation.

I stopped writing 3 years ago for a few reasons. The main was realizing that I was standing out on a branch by myself & needed to go back to my roots to hear & experience God on a personal level again.

I’ve since re-instated said blog after growing frustrated with feeling stagnant in life. Knowing that in my heart, I want to do something so much bigger & meaningful with my time here on earth.

Education by way of personal story telling has always brought me closer to Jesus & people. In just 5 days, I’ve gotten to see the (small) magnitude of how important it is to tell your story & to never stop.

While I don’t get paid to do any of this, I do need to be honest in sharing that it is very much a lane I’ve felt called to since I was around 16 years old.

Jesus has allowed grief to be my platform & biggest teacher. It’s taught me to be empathic, compassionate, kind, welcoming & accepting.. no matter what differences I share with others.

Because at the end of the day, we all have one thing in common — we must exit this world. & the state in which we leave it, I feel a personal responsibility for.

As I re-read old entries, my eyes tear up. Because I realize just how vulnerable I allowed myself to be & how hard & frequently I spoke out & up for LGBTQIA+ people to just be accepted. How frequently I allowed others a glimpse of the agony I carried as I navigated life after the devastating loss of my sister & brother. & how I frequently challenged the church to be just that — the church. A place I could bring these heavy heart filled sorrows to, without judgement, & soak up Jesus.

Writing is my way of release. Writing is how I process. It’s how I share & it’s how I connect to the world around me. I’m not promising that I’ll be consistent & pump out “content”. I just want and need a space to be authentic.

I’m back & to those who found comfort in my sharing, I’m sorry I left for so long