This is a space for the questions we aren’t allowed to ask, the stories we aren’t allowed to tell — for the quiet unraveling, the sacred awakening, and the Love that found us when performance failed.
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Leaving the Bible, to Find God
In the days following my parking lot breakdown—a spiritual disintegration I didn’t yet have adequate language for—I was strangely at peace. Change was inevitable, and I knew it—even if I couldn’t yet say it out loud. But change rarely comes without fear or discomfort, so the peace I felt was unexpected and foreign. I couldn’t…
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Exodus Unknown
Admittedly, the Hollywood version of this second installment would go something like: “I stepped into the torrential rain, and it cleansed my soul”—that all my pent-up anger, confusion, and hurt were washed away, leaving me with fresh perspective and renewed energy. While the truth isn’t quite so poetic, it doesn’t swing to the opposite…
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Into to the Desert
As with any human relationship, I do not believe that any two persons have the same relationship with God. We are made in His image, but we are not His cookie-cutter creations rolling off a divine production line. We were chosen in Christ before the foundation of the world, knit together in our mother’s womb…