So, who is this blogger?

I honestly can’t say why it’s so hard just to write an introduction to who I am.

The easy answers are a wife, a home-schooling mom to three teenage boys, a crime-drama addict (both on TV and in books), a dog and cat lover, and an introvert. Sometimes you’ll find me crocheting, playing on my Switch, or hard at work at a page in the latest copy of GAMES magazine.

But isn’t this supposed to be a Christian blog? Where’s the “follower of Jesus”, “daughter of the King” statement?

Good question!

I have a confession to make. Those statements just plain stop me short. Follower of Jesus? Do I REALLY follow Him? Sometimes. But it’s embarrassing to admit just how often I’m lost on rabbit trails of my own. Daughter of the King? Well, without going into details in this post, I’ll just say that the concept of being a daughter is a loaded thing for me and wrapping my brain around that identity is a difficult and even painful task.

What I CAN say is that I am learning to see God as a Father with infinite patience, to see Jesus as a dear friend and lover of my soul, and the Holy Spirit as the One who breathes peace into my troubled heart and mind and cries out to the Father on my behalf when I just don’t have the words.

I can also say that in recent years I have become restless and impatient. Too many years of believing half-truths and outright lies have me questioning EVERYTHING I have ever believed, and I am refusing to be satisfied with any of the old answers that aren’t fully based on the Truth of His Word.

This blog will basically be me thinking aloud, as it were. Sometimes I will get it wrong as I am working it out. Sometimes I will take some popular and well-loved concept, turn it upside down and shake it out to make sure it’s not hiding anything false inside. I probably won’t make any friends doing this, but that’s not the goal. Church “tradition”, pulpit proclamations, and denominational distinctions mean NOTHING to me. If I’m going to believe it, my only concern is WHERE IS IT WRITTEN?

I can’t think of any other way to be.