Hi!  The reason I’m back at a wordpress dot com address is a very long, very sad story.  One that’s not worth hashing or rehashing here.  In the time I’ve been gone I’ve learned and grown.

Here are a few things I’ve learned

  • I’m not a writer.  I’m not an author.  I’m a blogger.  And the truth is, right now, I’m not even sure I’m that, but I do have a book to write and I have a website set up that I will devote to that for my 31 day series this year (2018).


  • I want my years of blogging to have a home somewhere, and this seems like the obvious place.  It’s where I began.   I’ve imported some of the posts I’ve made over the past few years, but some of them have been lost.  It’s okay really considering everything I’ve been through these past 3+ years that only about a year of posts have been lost.


  • I don’t need to pay a hosting site.  I’m a little bitty fish in an ocean.  WordPress isn’t like Facebook.  They won’t mess me over and hijack my content.  Truth is, there’s not much content here they or anyone would be interested in….unless…well, we won’t go there because there is no encouragement or kindness in that place.

Here’s what I know.

I am Christy.

I am a struggling Bible believing Christian. Aren’t we all?  And if you say no, then I’m worried about you because no one with breath has the capacity to fully understand the vast being of God the Father, Jesus Christ his only Son or the Holy Spirit.  Yes God is real.  Jesus loves me and died on the cross for my sin and the Holy Spirit lives within me,  There are other tenants of the faith if you will,  but Jesus Christ, fully God and fully man on the cross for my sin is non-negotiable.   God’s word as the authority is also non-negotiable.  In it are the words that will offer everything we need for life and godliness.

I am a wife of nearly 24 years to one of the finest men living and breathing.  And I don’t deserve him.

I am a mom to 4 pretty amazing kids.  Not perfect kids but great kids.  I don’t deserve them either.  Every bit of goodness they have is because the God of the universe reached down and touched them in ways I could never dream.

I know, my kids don’t look anything like me.  I am an adoptive mom.  But I promise you I’m nothing special.  It’s the way I feel.  No one gave you kudos because you birthed a child.  I birthed 4 children, I just did it differently, that’s all.

I am real.  I don’t lie, although I am sure I’m not absolutely innocent in this, but it is not my lifestyle, and I don’t tolerate liars very well.  I don’t do fake. What you see is what you get.  I am unashamedly who God made me to be, and God is refining me each and every day.  Honesty, I’m too much for some people to handle, it’s not okay but I’ve finally realized I can’t change them.  I can’t do enough to make someone like me.  If they have a problem with me, it’s their problem and they’re the ones missing out.  I will be true to my God and to my self.  If you don’t like it, or can’t handle it, feel free to move on.

I hate to see injustice.  My idea of injustice may be different than yours and that’s okay too.  I can agree to disagree and I hope you can too.  This is how we grow and learn about each other, but I often find those that speak the loudest for the rights of others only mean certain rights, usually conservative Christianity is not among them.  And that’s okay too.  The fact is, there are injustices in this world but I am so thankful this world is not our home.   I long for the day when I can bow down before the throne of my Creator and worship him for all of eternity.  In a land of no more tears, no more sorrows, no more pain.  Only love and joy and worship! What a glorious day that will be!

The truth is,  I’m not here to become a big time blogger. I am a blogger who writes, maybe even more specifically, a blogger who journals.  Maybe someday, I’ll be able to claim the title of writer, but for now I’m comfortable with who I am.  I’m here to sort my words.  To think through my thoughts and to ramble about life.  I’m selfish.  I write for me.  If you find my words encouraging to you, I’m grateful.  If not, that’s okay too.

Will I write more than is already here?  I honestly don’t know.  Maybe someday.  I’m a little gun shy to write again.  For now…

His grace is sufficient,