[ H O P E * W R I T E R • D A Y ]

It’s taken time to arrive at this place. This place where I can confidently say that my words matter. I’ve known that the words I say have power; the words you say, the words I’ve spoken over myself or others have power. I’ve known and believed that “life and death are in the power of the tongue” as is written in Proverbs 18:21.

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However, in terms of my voice, I haven’t always been so confident or sure. I’ve been told I’m good with words. I’ve told others they are skilled with words and engaging speakers. But I never thought of such as gifting or something that could impact lives around them. Silly, I know. I’ve aimed for my life and the choices I make to speak louder than my words, but historically I’ve been more lackluster than intentional with the gift Father has given me.

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So. This is me! I haven’t gotten my hope*writers pin yet, but I’m a writer.

I write to myself and the Lord to release clogged emotions. I write to remember. And I write as a means to connect other humans to see we’re all very different and all very alike—both are important and beautiful. A long time ago Father asked me to live wide open and that’s what I’ve done and will continue to do. I’ll share too much. I’ll write things many won’t say out loud. I’ll share unfiltered photos. And I’ll write vulnerable information. Because at the end of the day, I think we all need to know we all struggle, we are all faced with pain, and we all have dirty laundry that’s been sitting around for far too long, but more than that, we all need to know there is hope. The storms in life will produce more than floods and destruction. And I’m here to write about it.

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