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I’ve never really talked about faith or spirituality on here. Not because I’m ashamed or hiding anything—trust me, I’ve shared just about everything else under the sun with y’all—but because it’s always been something I’ve dipped in and out of. Kind of like a toe in the pool when I wasn’t ready to cannonball in.

But something has shifted.

I can’t remember exactly what lit the match—thanks, perimenopause—but something I saw or heard (probably while doom scrolling or trying to remember why I walked into the kitchen) pointed me toward Unlocked by Savannah Chrisley. I pressed play. And holy goosebumps… this woman is a full-on woman of Christ. Take that however you want, but for me, it hit something deep.

It reminded me that I haven’t been praying enough. That I haven’t been surrendering. That I’ve been trying to grip the wheel so tightly in every area of my life that I’m wearing myself out—and for what?

I realized I’ve been looking for guidance, comfort, and validation in all the wrong places—scrolling, venting, overanalyzing, overthinking. (Hello, anxiety, my old friend.) But what I should have been doing is leaning into faith. Talking to God. Letting the universe or whatever higher power you believe in take the lead. Because trying to navigate this wild life on my own? It’s not working. And honestly, it never really did.

Here’s the deal:
Am I going to stop cussing? No.
Tone down the sarcasm? Doubtful.
Put my sass in a box and seal it with prayer hands? Absolutely not.

But I am becoming more empathetic.
Less judgmental.
Less reactive.
More open.
More humble.
More curious about what happens when I stop trying to “fix” everything myself.

I’m shifting my perspective. Choosing to see the blessed moments in the chaos. Choosing gratitude—even when life feels like it’s dragging me through the mud. Because yeah, my feelings are valid. The sadness, the grief, the frustration… all of it. But letting myself drown in it? That’s not healthy. And it’s certainly not faithful.

There’s so much freedom in handing it over. In saying, “I don’t have all the answers, but I trust that something greater than me does.” In journaling it out. In praying—sometimes with words, sometimes with silence. In having deep, faith-forward conversations with my husband and my kids. In allowing myself to be guided, instead of constantly forcing outcomes.

I’ve started to see my journey a little differently. Maybe I’ve been given this path—this messy, winding, full-of-detours path—for a reason. Maybe I’m meant to share it so someone else knows they’re not alone. Maybe I’m here to be a little light in someone’s darkness. And maybe, just maybe, this is all part of the bigger picture I can’t quite see yet.

If any of this sounds like something you’ve been craving too—this softness, this surrender, this connection—let me gently suggest something that’s been helping me:

💛 Daily spiritual affirmations.
You can get them through an app, a desktop flip book, or a little workbook. Heck, you can even ask your favorite AI app to give you one. Whatever works for you.

The point is: read the affirmation, then take a few minutes to write down what it means to you. How can you actually embody that truth? What would your day look like if you lived from that place instead of rushing through on autopilot?

📖 If you own a Bible, you could try the old-school method—close your eyes, flip it open, run your finger across the page and stop. Read whatever verse you land on. It doesn’t have to be perfect. Just be open to what shows up. Maybe it’s random—or maybe, it’s exactly what you needed to read.

And if all of this sounds like a bunch of bullshit to you?
Hey—I respect that. Maybe I just wasted your time. Or maybe, just maybe…
It’s a sign.

Help a gal out and share this post if you know someone who could use a little spiritual nudge (or just needs to chill the hell out). Because honestly, we’re all out here trying to keep it together—might as well do it with a little faith and a whole lot of heart.