I used to write here in these little captions all the time. Snippets of life, fleeting thoughts, struggles. My writing has always been a safe space for me to be bold in faith, to share the deeper realities of my walk with God in a way my audible words cannot. People connected, and it brought me joy. This past year has been one of recovery - mentally, physically, financially. I’ve craved a need for privacy and took a step away from the space I once held so dear. Until last week, when God spoke so clearly that it was time to pick it back up. Here’s the thing though - it’s not actually for you this time. Heck, I don’t even know that it’s for me. All I know is that God is moving and shaking things up, and this is my next small step of obedience towards what He wants to do. If I’m honest, I’m afraid to write again. I have no plan or pattern for how it's supposed to look or what I’m going to say. I just know I'm supposed to do it, so I am. And, it won’t be here. I’ve set up a separate b...