A prodigal who remembers the road home. My faith has looked less like a straight road and more like getting lost, being found, wandering again, and discovering that God was never as far away as I thought He was. I have a soft spot for people with complicated stories—the doubters, the questioners, the ones coming back to church after years away, and anyone who isn't quite sure where they belong yet. I don't have a perfect testimony. I have a faithful God. Here for real fellowship, honest conversations, terrible jokes, good music or bad not picky 🤣, and the kind of friendships where we actually pray for each other instead of just saying we will.

Favorite verse

“While he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him.” — Luke 15:20