The Sacred Shift
Redemption, Realness & Returning to the Mic...
I didn’t expect to be here again. Actually couldn't have paid me to believe it.
Not in front of a mic.π€ Not in church spaces. ⛪ Not talking about sanctification on a "random" Tuesday. π³
But here I am—still cussing, sipping occasionally, lighting one when I feel it—but still deeply and undeniably His. π
January 29, 2024. My Day of Redemption.
That’s the day I came back to God for real—for me. Not for church. Not for image. Not because somebody told me I should. But because life had already humbled me, dragged me, and then handed me back to Jesus in pieces. And you know what? He took me...just as I was.
I had spent most of my life as a Christian, buried under shame, feeling like I had to earn grace and apologize for breathing. So eventually, I said “fuck it” and walked away. I did my own thing—all the way—and it still led me right back to the one place I swore I was done with: the feet of Jesus.
But the version of me that came back? Whew...
She’s different. She’s louder. She’s freer. She’s honest enough to say “I love God and I still cuss a little...well a lot, but I'm working on it.”π
She’s the rebel that found herself in redemption.
Now, in 2025, I feel God calling me back into spaces I thought I’d never revisit. Spaces I left because they didn’t know what to do with people like me. People who are holy and healing. Anointed and unapologetic. Still figuring it out, but still chosen.
And that’s what Sacred + Unfiltered is.
It’s not just a podcast—it’s a reclamation. A revival for the ones who got written off because they didn’t look or sound “saved enough.” It’s the mic drop for every misfit who loves God but can’t play church politics. It’s me, saying what I was once scared to say out loud, but always knew deep down: God’s not confused about who He called. And He sure as hell is not intimidated by my honesty.
This process has been beautiful AND messy. It’s been sacred AND gritty. But I’m grateful for a God who keeps giving me grace to begin again...and again...and again...and again!
And speaking of beginnings…
Let’s talk about Affirmations for God’s Favorite Rebel.
This deck has been in the making for years. Before the brand, before the business plan, before the alliteration. It started on mirrors. On sticky notes. In bathroom moments and mental breakdowns. In the middle of single motherhood, heartbreak, burnout, and healing. It’s the little voice I had to borrow when mine was too tired to believe.
Now it’s a full deck of truth.
Raw, relevant, and soaked in both divinity and audacity. Just like me.
Just like so many of us.
I’m a single mom.
A former church girl.
A smoker π, a sipper πΈ, a little hood, a class act with a whole lot of heart.
And what the world would label as bisexual...and that's a whole 'nother convo for another day bookie...π¬
But NONE of that disqualifies me. It just humanizes me.
And God knew exactly who He was calling.
This is the sacred shift—The move from performance to presence.
From fear to faith. From condemnation to calling.
So if you’re somewhere in the middle—torn between who you were and who you’re becoming—this is your sign:
You don’t have to be perfect to be powerful.
You don’t have to be polished to be chosen.
You don’t have to erase who you are to walk in purpose.
God can use your voice, your story, your mess, your magic. All of it.
God can use your voice, your story, your mess, your magic. All of it.
So take a breath. Unclench your pearls.
And remember: the shift is sacred—even if it feels messy.
You’re not late. You’re not too far gone. You’re just right on time for your own redemption.
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