In 2008 I started to write. I wrote because I had things that plagued my mind and tangled up my heart. I had things I needed to say, thoughts that needed a voice and emotions that needed expressing. That’s how I began, talking to Jesus and writing what pushed its way out of my soul. It was a compulsion of sorts. A dissertation of honest questing for answers to what quirked and twisted life around me. I just wanted answers from God about how to live in his presence, how to heal from the past and find joy in the now. I wanted to honestly share the hard stuff and…