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Chapter 1 - A Way Back Home
You’re thumbing pages.
Maybe you’re not even sure what you’re looking for—just that the old noise got loud again and the easy answers feel thin. If that’s you, you’re in the right room. Nothing to prove here. No test to pass. Take a breath. This is a place for people with a pulse.
I’m not here to sell you certainty, and I’m not here to scold you for not having it. I’m here because I’ve run out of clever before, and I learned that the truth doesn’t need a stage—just a chair, a table, and two honest people willing to talk. If you’re willing, pull up a chair.
Maybe you’ve asked the quiet questions that don’t fit in polite conversations: Is God real, or just a warm story we tell when the lights go out? Can I trust this guy, or is this another sermon in a new shirt? If you’re asking, I respect you already. Caution isn’t the enemy of faith; sometimes it’s just honesty in work boots.