A Quiet Beginning

I’ve held my Faith close for a long time.
Not hidden out of shame, but out of uncertainty,
of how to speak it, where to begin,
and whether there would be room for a voice like mine.

My walk hasn’t been straight or strong.
There have been stumbles, seasons of silence,
and prayers that felt like they fell flat on stone.
But even then—even then—something held.

Lately, following other Christians here on Substack has been like watching small lights flicker into view.
Not loud, not perfect, just real.
And something in me stirred.
A whisper: It’s time.

So this is where I begin. Not with answers,
but with a mustard seed of willingness.
To speak.
To share.
To unhide.

If you’re reading this—thank you.
If you’re walking too, even if it's slow or unsure,
you’re welcome here.

Matthew 17:20 (KJV)
And Jesus said unto them, Because of your unbelief: for verily I say unto you, If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed,
ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place; and it shall remove;
and nothing shall be impossible unto you.