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The God is love verse, straight up 1 John 4:8, has been haunting me lately, like in the most inconvenient ways. I’m sitting in this dingy...
Letting go of the past is something I literally suck at, okay? Like, yesterday I was digging through a shoebox under my bed in this stupidly hot Austin apartment—December...
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Kingdom of God is something I used to think was, like, heaven later—clouds, harps, finally getting to ask why mosquitos exist. Turns out I was...
Look, learning to believe in yourself doesn’t begin with rainbows. It begins in my crappy studio apartment in Phoenix last year, eating cold leftover...