Autobiography for the life I wasn’t brave enough to lead. . .or something like that.

I never wanted fame. I never wanted prestige. I just wanted the chance.The chance to perform. The chance to create art that lived and breathed right in front of you, on the stage or the screen. The chance to stir emotions within someone else, to help them laugh, or think, or process their own hurt. … Continue reading Autobiography for the life I wasn’t brave enough to lead. . .or something like that.

The struggle

I've come to hate the phrase "struggled in my faith". In case you're unfamiliar with this, it's used when people, typically at youth camp, come to a revelation that having a dynamic relationship with Jesus is hard stuff and not going the way they thought it would and they feel badly about not being the … Continue reading The struggle