I met God.

It was awful. (3 minutes)

I met God once.

It was by far the most overwhelming experience of shame I have ever felt.

It was so intense that I rolled up into a ball as I tried to hide my naked self but there was no hiding from the All-Seeing.

And yet while I was fully exposed and felt entirely unworthy, God's love didn't flinch. This was too much for me to handle. So I broke down and sobbed.

"There is no pit so deep, that God's love is not deeper still." - Corrie Ten Boom

I spent the next two months piecing myself back together - trying to make sense of life and where I belong in it.

There were moments of euphoria in realizing life's serene beauty. And there were moments of absolute terror when I noticed how thin the veil between life and death truly is.

It's a dotted line on a highway so to speak - a shift of a few degrees.

Sleep was difficult.

The fear was so strong that I'd wake up at 3am in a frenzy. And in that frenzy I HAD to write my mom a letter to say everything I needed to say 'just in case'.

With each passing day I felt death knocking on the door and I could see the lock was beginning to rust…

You're probably wondering why I'm sharing all this (maybe even why you're still reading).

Here's why: I love to write and I want to create a positive impact on this world through the power of stories.

I want to share my personal experiences and lessons in a way that helps you avoid the pain I went through to learn them.

Isn't that what we do as a species? Pass on the wisdom of our pain so those around us suffer less?

What does this mean?

In a sentence: I want to help you reduce the shame you would experience in the presence of God by distilling all that I learn and passing it on to you.

Why was I ashamed?

Because in my core, under the rubble of old dreams and unfulfilled desires lies an undying truth. One that says:

"You are more than what you allow yourself to be". 

And in my day-to-day life I could drown out it's muffled cries but in the presence of God it was the only sound in existence.

So...If you:

  • have an insatiable desire to understand the meaning of life.

  • want to contribute to this reality in a fulfilling way.

  • enjoy conversations about God.

  • know that "You are more..."

Stick around.

Because that's exactly what we'll be exploring. And I'll share everything I learn in the process in hopes of making it easier for you to live a life you can be proud of.

Until then, Godspeed.

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