introduction

This is a long time coming. Honestly, I’m surprised I’ve never done this before. I’m an outward processor, and my thoughts usually tumble clumsily out of mouth. But here we are. I wanted a platform and an archive for what exactly God is doing in my life. I wanted a place to lay out all of my thoughts on Christ and His provision. I wanted a blog, apparently.
I often find myself telling the same stories to the same people; yet learning something new every time I tell it. I enjoy re-racking my brain to discover what all God was doing in a moment, a conversation, a breath. It hasn’t always been this way. Until recently, I would speak just to hear myself. I would tell stories because I craved being the center of attention. I would talk over the people around me because no one mattered to me but myself. Then Jesus. He's really cool. He gives us chance after chance, grace after grace.
So welcome. Enjoy the ramblings I have to offer. I can’t promise this will be updated consistently. I can promise that God is constantly working in me and I’m excited at the potential to share that semi-regularly with strangers on the internet.

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