Hi! I’m Stephanie, and I’m so glad you’re here.
Like a lot of women from the midwest or the south (I say either/or because I’m from Kentucky and people argue me up and down that Kentucky is the midwest and not the south, but I beg to differ), I grew up in church. I was baptized at the age of 11, and participated in every church-y activity I could. But by the time I graduated high school and went to college, I was suffering from church burn-out, so I stopped going, but my desire for God never left.
Fast forward to 16-17 years later, I found myself asking questions to some of life’s most important questions: Who am I? What is my purpose? At the time, I had just relocated to Los Angeles, California from New York, where I lived for 5 years in pursuit of my acting career, but I felt something was missing. Prior to my move to L.A., I thought that missing thing was just sunshine because I could no longer stand the gloomy skies of New York, but that wasn’t it at all. It turns out the missing thing was a relationship with God.
How many of you like me, grew up in church with all kinds of religion, but no relationship with God, only to find yourself years later, questioning whether or not everything you were told as a child was a lie? Well, this is where I found myself. It wasn’t that I stopped believing in God, not at all. But in those 16 years I spent not only away from church, but away from any kind of interaction with God all together (except for the occasional prayer), I met so many different people from so many different walks of life and religions. How could what I was taught to believe be the only truth, and the only way? Not to mention, over those years, I never even stopped to think about what I believed anymore. It wasn’t a priority. All that mattered was getting my education, and whatever success followed after that. Now, here I was all these years later, questioning everything. What came next was something you all would probably never believe if my life over the past 7 years wasn’t living proof of it: I put a hard pause on the pursuit of my career in order to pursue a relationship with God.
Fast forward to today: As I write this, it’s 2021, and to make a long story short, Jesus is real. I discovered everything I was taught growing up is absolutely true, but it was no clear, easy road getting here. Along the way I fought my doubts, the doubts of others, my selfish ambition, and a daily struggle to surrender my will to Jesus, in order to move my life into a space where living for what He has for me is much better than anything I could create for myself. It doesn’t mean I do everything right. It just means that God’s way is officially the default for my life over my own way.
With all that being said, I started this blog because it’s needed. I know there are millions of people in the world like me, because I see it. People who are on the fence with their belief, or who’ve wanted to believe for so long, but have either given up, or they’re struggling to hold on. I know there are people who want to know more about Jesus, but as the saying goes, Jesus has REALLY bad public relations today, and I am answering the call God placed on my life to simply share what I know. As I say in the subtitle, it’s a daily journey of trying to be more like Jesus and less of a hot mess, but it’s the most rewarding gift I’ve ever received, and for that, I’m eternally grateful. I pray that this blog encourages you, and most of all, grows your desire for a closer, more intimate relationship with God.
P.S.- I take my salvation and the salvation of others very seriously, but taking myself seriously, not so much. That’s my way of letting you know I’m a bit of a clown at times. Humor is something God gave me an extra dose of when He made me. Consider this your notice!