Chronic doubter.

Recovering Cynic.

Constantly searching for the balance between angst and class.

About Me:

My name is Faith (and the more you read the more ironic you’ll find that to be). I love breakfast foods and I keep moving to places I didn’t think were the south but apparently are the south (Tulsa and North Carolina)? Idk…

I hate going to the doctor, which is interesting because I’m a nurse…lol.

There are exactly two things in this world that make me cry: friendship and cute animals. I’m literally not exaggerating.

Let me tell you—it took the longest time to figure out what to call this thing. There were so many possible titles that I waded through. And with a name like Faith, there were plenty of cringey options, trust me. But nothing quite described what I want this space to do like a table…it’s actually pretty hilarious how simple that is. 

There’s several meanings (none that are super profound) behind this uncomplicated title: the first is that tables are a place where people gather. Some of the most meaningful conversations I’ve ever had were fleshed out for long hours around a table. 

It’s also a place where it seems like everything is up for grabs. Most importantly food, heck yes, but also ideas. This is a place to “throw it all out on the table”. Inhibitions aside, bring your thoughts, your questions, your doubts. They’re all welcome.

And finally, the thing I love the most about it, is that everyone is welcome at the Lord’s table. Now this, obviously, is not the Lord’s table. But I hope it points you closer to it. And I hope you feel welcomed, heard, and empowered to take your seat at it—not when you feel like you’ve got your sh** together, but just as you are. Issues, challenges, and doubts included. Seriously, even if you don’t believe in God, pull up a chair my homie.

These posts will outline just a few of the doubts I’ve struggled with, and how I came to believe in an insanely profound, more-than-I’d-ever-imagined, beautiful God and how I’m learning who He sees me to be. Because in a church where doubt is seen as unbelief, and faith is praised for being blind, I’m here to encourage questions, encourage doubts, and tell you that you are not broken. You are not alone. You have a place here, right alongside the many other people who are seeking to find the loving God of the gospel, not a shell of dogma that begs us to just “have faith” as some kind of behavioral therapy. That only scratches the surface of our capability to understand the beauty of the Jesus who came to save us.

Let me be perfectly honest from the very beginning: most of the stuff I’ll be talking about I have learned from other, much wiser people than myself.  And I thank the good Lord that there are people who have struggled through similar things and paved a way. After all, I don’t have a degree in this stuff, I’ve never gone to seminary, and I am not a scholar of any kind. But I do have a lot of questions. Years’ worth of them. And through lots of time, lots of books, and lots of throwing in the towel, I’ve hammered some chips into the icy surface that covers my understanding of a loving God. I want this space to be one where people who have questions like I do can come to wrestle and seek some answers in a world where it seems there are none (or in a church that believes they have too many). 

I’ve always longed for a place where I was welcome to question the questions. To go so far as to take a step back and wonder about the whole thing without being written off as someone who needed to be fixed. So this is probably more for me than anyone else, but I believe in community and that our weaknesses can become our greatest strengths. I believe in a God that stretches beyond our understanding, but challenges us to go a step further. I believe in a God who longs to be known, and the only way to do that is to ask Him the hard stuff. And so this is that place. Where no question is too scary, no doubt is too strong, and we can wrestle together to reach understanding. You are welcome here. There’s room for you, regardless of your beliefs, at this table. And I’m excited to have a conversation.