There was a time when I thought I had to chase God. Run faster. Pray louder. Read more. Do better. But somewhere along my healing journey, I realized something different:
I used to think “redemption” was only for sermons, big, holy words that sounded good on Sundays, clean and out of reach for me. Growing up, I mostly knew words
You’d think I found God in a church pew, hands lifted, surrounded by worship music and warm smiles. But no. I didn’t find Him there, not at first. I found