I’ve always wanted to be a writer.

I’ve always been a writer.

I wrote not believing myself worthy of the label. But write enough and 

I’ve always wanted to be a writer 

turns into

I could see myself as a writer 

and finally becomes 

I am a writer.

In my youth I started a Tumblr. In the late nights turned mornings, I labored over its design, but didn’t give the same dedication to its content. I reposted the words of others, never writing my own. 

Then I found WordPress. My first two blogs were called exhalingwords and voicinghope.  I wrote publicly for a private audience: me and God. It was one night in Jamaica, reflecting upon those words, that this blog was born. Another morning in Jamaica, the Holy Spirit told me this space would be used to craft essays of hope. 

My hope lies in a Person and is expressed through His Word. I see it His people and the endlesss miracles I too often overlook.

I’ve felt hopeless, but never been without hope. The Father ensured that I would never walk this earth alone. It’s in the finished work of Christ that I can boast in this hope. That this hope was poured out upon me. This hope will not put me to shame. 

Holy Spirit You are welcome here.

To the reader, you are welcome here. 

This is exhalinghope.