Growing up, my life was marked by both love and loss. I lost both of my parents at a young age, and it was my grandmother who raised me. She was a devoted Christian woman who never missed a Sunday in church. Back then, I didn’t fully understand the significance of her faith. So, when I became old enough to choose for myself, I decided not to continue going to church.

For a long time, I thought I could handle life on my own. Faith felt distant, like something that belonged to my grandmother but not to me. That all changed when tragedy struck, and I lost my son. (My story of loss can be found on my grief podcast,

link in the show notes)

It was in that unbearable grief that I stood at a crossroads. I could drown my pain in substances—the very same curse that claimed my parents—or I could turn back to God. In many ways, the decision was made for me. During the darkest season of my life, God placed two incredible people in my path who helped me navigate the process of laying my son to rest. They became some of the most cherished people in my life. Today, one of them is my pastor, and the other—his wife—is one of my best friends and mentors.

Through tragedy, my Christian journey was restored. I am unapologetically a Christian woman who has been baptized in the Holy Ghost.

Has it been easy? No.
I’ve struggled with guilt, feeling like a hypocrite because I only turned back to God when tragedy struck. I’ve stumbled through prayer, not always knowing the “right” words. I’ve had doubts and fears that made me question my worthiness.

But here’s what I know: my steps are already ordered. God continues to guide me, even when I fall short. I don’t pretend to have all the answers—none of us do—but I walk this path with faith, knowing He will provide in His time.

Some people don’t agree with my faith journey, and that’s okay. I won’t hide it or conform to make others comfortable. My relationship with God is real, it’s personal, and it has carried me through pain I thought I could never survive.

In my very simple life, God is above all else.

“Because I still struggle with prayer even today, I started researching guided prayer journals. Through that process, I created my guided daily prayer journal— a helpful tool with prompts for writing my daily prayers, gratitude, and reflections. It’s a gentle reminder that no matter how imperfect my walk is, God meets me where I am.

“Faith is not about having all the answers, but about trusting the One who does.”

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Final Thoughts and Encouraging Words

No matter where you are in your faith journey—whether you’ve been walking with God for years, or you’re just now finding your way back—I want you to know this: it’s okay to stumble, it’s okay to question, and it’s okay to start over. God doesn’t ask us to be perfect; He asks us to be willing.

If you’re at a crossroads like I once was, choose Him. Even when it feels hard, even when you feel unworthy—choose Him. Because He has already chosen you.

Your journey won’t look like mine, and that’s the beauty of it. God writes each of our stories differently, but His love is the same yesterday, today, and forever. Hold on to that truth, and keep moving forward. One step, one prayer, one day at a time.