Usually on Mondays, I share a few of the questions readers send me by email or on social media. (And please know—you’re always welcome to send me yours!)
But today, I feel led to share something different. With the weight of the world right now, and the heaviness of the events these past few weeks, I have to be honest: I haven’t been drawing close to Jesus. Instead, I’ve been holding Him at arm’s length.
There’s been anger in me—anger at the lessons I’ve had to walk through, the hardships I’ve faced, and the path that has been laid in front of me. I’ve felt mad, weary, and even resistant to leaning on Him.
Yet even in that space, I want to be clear: I am trying. I’m trying to take small steps back toward Him, even when my heart feels heavy. Faith isn’t always neat or easy—it’s often raw, messy, and full of wrestling. But I believe that trying still counts, and that He meets us there.
Okay, I need to tell you something that’s been on my heart for a while now. If you're a Christian in America right now, and you’re not fitting into that “conservative, political, evangelical” mold everyone talks about, I just want you to hear this—you’re not alone.
I’ve been feeling this way for a long time. When I look around at what people are saying about faith these days, it often feels like there’s this loud version of Christianity that’s all about power, politics, and division. And honestly, it doesn't really feel like my faith. I’ve been a lover of Jesus since I was a little girl, when my Aunt first encouraged me to pursue that relationship. My parents didn’t push religion on me—they allowed me to find my way, but that relationship with Jesus? It was something that defined me for a long time. And even now, as I’m raising my boys, it’s still at the core of who I am.
I baptized my boys when they were almost a year old, and I’ve always wanted to make sure they know that same love and grace I’ve known since I was their age. I’ve taught them that “Jesus loves the little children, all the children of the world,” because that’s the simple truth, right? Jesus loves all of us—no matter what. There’s no “qualification” for that love. It just is. And in a world that sometimes feels crazy, maybe that’s the best message we can hold onto: Jesus has a plan and a purpose for all of us. We don’t need to worry. He’s got it covered.
But here's the thing—there’s so much noise out there, and it can get really easy to start feeling like we’re the odd ones out. I started wondering if I didn’t belong anymore, because I didn’t look or think or act like the loudest voices in the church. But then I realized something important: There are so many of us out here, quietly following Jesus in a way that feels real, genuine, and full of love. We’re the ones who care about kindness, justice, welcoming others, and standing up for those who have no voice. We’re not caught up in the politics; we’re just trying to live like Jesus taught us to.
If you’ve been feeling lost or like you don’t belong, I just want you to hear me: you are not alone. There is so much spacefor you. And more than that, Jesus who isn’t concerned with political noise or who’s in power. He’s here with you, in the quiet moments of your faith, in the way you show up for others, and in the love you keep sharing.
I want you to remember that. You’re seen. You’re loved. And you’re not alone in this. Sometimes, in this broken world, it’s enough to just love the people in front of you, teach your kids about Jesus’ love, and trust that He has a purpose, even when things feel uncertain.
