God don’t make Garbage

I always say, “God don’t make trash” which means he doesn’t give the birth defects, the autism, the gay gene, the vehement temper, the addiction, anxiety disorders, depression or disease we suffer with, because we are knit together perfectly in our mothers womb. And every single one of us shot out of a woman's womb.  …

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Shaming the scapegoat into secrecy

Too often, like in cases like mine, my abuser deeply wounded me within and I questioned why God put me in a family where betrayal was the norm. The act of trauma was a layer upon the already existing unwantedness in the womb, and my unbelief in authority figures and God felt like the same …

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My first news coverage

I remember this day like it was yesterday, but the following day was most impactful. People at my gym whom I had worked out beside for years, thought I was betraying my faith with my article and told me so. Some questioned why I felt the need to publish an opinion on the subject at …

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