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🌌 “Be not afraid.” — Every angel ever (and for good reason)

This photo was attached on a song called Yume Sekai by Tomatsu Haruka and it hit different this time. There’s something about a lone angel, wings outstretched, glowing sword raised beneath a sky split open by light—that makes me think about divine presence in the chaos.

Sometimes I feel like that statue: still, trying to look majestic, holding it together while heaven beams some unfathomable energy directly at my forehead.

Other times, I am the glowing crystal, just silently hovering mid-air—no clear purpose, just vibes and divine pressure.

📍Blogging live from this exact liminal space

🕊️ Holy, haunted, and a little dramatic

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“Still shine the unoffending feet / And there above the painter set / The Father and the Paraclete.”

Somehow both distant and devastatingly close.

This one reads like a cracked stained-glass window: holy, fractured, lit from behind by something older than language.

📖: Poems (1920) — T.S. Eliot

📍 Currently page 66

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The Stillness in Bloom

Even under gray skies, the trees didn’t wait for permission to bloom.

They blossomed anyway — bold, gentle, and unbothered by the absence of sunlight.

It felt like a quiet sermon from creation itself:

Grace doesn’t wait for perfect conditions.

It shows up in the in-between.

It fills the cracks of our weary days.

It dares to be beautiful in less-than-ideal places.

Like the Spirit that hovers in silence, or the Savior who brings light to the darkest hours,

this bloom whispered something holy:

You don’t need everything to be right to become something radiant.

There is stillness here.

And there is glory in it.

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“The Church Was Always There”

Snapped this with wires cutting across the sky — not ideal for a photo, but kind of perfect for the moment. Because life rarely clears the view for you. It gives you the mess, the tangles, the distractions… and still asks you to see the beauty anyway.

This church has been in my neighborhood for years. I’d walked past it a hundred times, admired its structure, even paused at the steps — but I never dared to enter. Not until a couple of months ago.

Now, it’s more than a building. It’s a gentle pull toward something deeper. A quiet space where questions meet peace. I used to wonder where God was leading me. Turns out, He was just waiting for me to walk through the door.

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✨ So… I Joined the The Church of Jesus Christ Latter-day Saints (and No, I Didn’t Get Abducted by Missionaries — I Volunteered) ✨

Let’s set the scene: I’m knee-deep in the book of Alma, sipping herbal tea like it’s doctrine, and suddenly it hits me — this feels right. Not just in a “cozy scripture time” way, but in a something sacred just clicked into place kind of way.

I didn’t grow up in the Church. In fact, I’ve been many things: confused, curious, chronically online, and yes — deeply curious about Jesus. I’ve walked through cathedrals, charismatic revivals, and Tumblr theology threads. And all along, I’ve been asking the same question: God, where are You leading me?

Spoiler alert: He led me here.

To a people who call each other “brother” and “sister” unironically.

To a gospel that stretches across time, continents, and covenants.

To a Church that’s equal parts ancient roots and living revelation.

To a Savior who’s not just symbolic but present, personal, and profoundly real.

I’ve asked for years: God, where are You leading me?

It wasn’t a dramatic 180 — just a gentle shift toward the light I’d always been chasing. I didn’t leave the Jesus I knew; I met Him again, through new eyes, new scriptures, and yes — a few kind missionaries who kept showing up over the years. This time, I finally said yes.

Do I still have questions? Yes.

Do I still wrestle with my own doubts, flaws, and late-night theological spirals? Also yes.

But now, I wrestle with Him, not away from Him. And that makes all the difference.

So here I am:

🕊️ Baptized and believing

📦 Still unpacking the doctrines with awe and Post-its

😅 Mildly unhinged but now with covenants

He is risen. My heart followed.