About

Hey Y’all! My name is Stephanie. I’m a Writer/Storyteller/Coffee drinker by day, and a Writer/Storyteller/Wine drinker by night…and sometimes by day.

With that being said, let me tell you a tiny bit of my testimony: Like most girls from Kentucky, I grew up in church, so much so that by the time I went off to college, I had church burn out. Since my mama wasn’t in my dorm room on Sunday mornings to threaten me with, “You go to church or you don’t go outside”, I stopped going. I couldn’t help myself. The idea of a Sunday morning without pantyhose and preaching was so freeing to me, so I stayed in bed.

Even though I stopped going to church, the seed had already been planted inside me that God was real, Jesus was real, and one day, I would come face to face with both. Even though I didn’t particularly love church, I knew a relationship with God was important, and I made it my New Year’s resolution every year: “Strengthen my relationship with God.”

Unbeknownst to me however, I didn’t have a relationship with God. I had religion. There is a HUGE difference. Religion was me accepting that Jesus died for my sins and getting baptized so I could drink the good grape juice during communion every first Sunday. Relationship, however, is getting to know Him, spending time with Him, and most importantly, living my life like I know Him, and I wasn’t doing any of that. Sure, I prayed when I wanted something or had a worry here and there, but that was the most I talked to God.

Fast forward to about 17 years later, I started having what I would consider an existential crisis. I had just moved to Los Angeles from New York, and I was in the 6th year of pursuing my professional acting career. Here I was, in the city I’d always wanted to live in, doing what I was passionate about doing, and yet, I felt like something was missing, but I couldn’t identify what that “something” was. My first instinct was to turn to God. Sure, I hadn’t talked to Him in a long time, but because I grew up hearing certain things, I believed that He had a plan for my life and that He was the only one with the answers I desperately needed. So, I started asking Him questions like, “God, why am I here on this earth? What is my purpose?” And sure enough, to make a long story short, He started answering, BIG TIME.

Fast forward to today, it’s 2023, and that journey I spoke of began 13 years ago. My existential crisis turned out to be the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and my life is more fulfilled than it has ever been. Now, I’m not saying that 13-year journey has been easy the entire time, but what I’ve learned along the way has been life-changing.

I wanted to have a place to share with people like me, who grew up in church, but never really established a relationship with God outside of the times our mamas and grandmamas made us attend Sunday service. I also wanted to have a place to share with people who may have questions about life as it pertains to God, Jesus, scripture, etc. As you can probably tell by my writing, while I take my salvation very seriously, I do not take myself seriously. I hope what I share with you encourages you to seek, grow, love, laugh, and BELIEVE.

Much Love,

Stephanie