Welcome back to the blog. 

Listen y’all… today I grew an inch.

Yep. I grew a little bit more today, and honestly? It was unexpected. I didn’t even know this was something I’d have to face. I didn’t consider it when I first started writing this blog. Because when the blog came about, it wasn’t some well-thought-out plan with a full blueprint and strategy behind it.

No.

This was blind obedience.

I knew the Lord wanted me to share pieces of my story with a larger platform so that somebody else could be freed, healed, delivered… and I decided to do exactly that.

I said yes.

Even though I didn’t know what would come with it.

I didn’t know who would read it.

I didn’t know who would connect with it.

I didn’t know who would judge it.

I didn’t know who would misunderstand it.

I just knew… God told me to do it.

So I did.

But today, thanks to a few associates, I learned something new about myself.

Someone asked to read my blog… someone I do not have a relationship with. And let me clarify: it wasn’t that I didn’t want them to read it. I put it on the internet. It’s literally public. So clearly, I’m not trying to hide it from the world.

But what I didn’t consider was this:

People affiliated with me, but not connected to me, might still want access to my story.

And that felt… different.

This individual doesn’t know me personally. They don’t know my struggles. They don’t know the battles I’ve fought in private. They don’t know the pain behind some of the words I’ve written.

But I’m in communication with them regularly because of my employment.

So when they asked me, “Hey, would you mind sharing your blog with me?” something in me paused.

And y’all already know… I do what I always do.

I started dissecting.

Because I needed to understand why that question made me feel the way it made me feel.

And let me be clear: it wasn’t about them.

Once I got that part out of the way, I had to look within.

So I asked myself the usual questions:

• Is this rejection?

• Am I afraid of being judged?

• Is this shame?

• Is this guilt?

But no.

It wasn’t any of that.

It was simply this:

I felt exposed on a different level.

Not exposed emotionally… but exposed in a way that could possibly be used against me professionally.

Now, I don’t truly believe this individual would use my vulnerability against me. I don’t believe they would twist my words or weaponize my transparency. But the fact that the thought even crossed my mind made me realize something:

I still have places in me that are learning how to feel safe while being seen.

Because the truth is… when you’re vulnerable publicly, you’re vulnerable everywhere.

And I started asking questions like:

Why are you interested?

Are you trying to build a relationship with me?

Are you trying to understand me better?

Or if we’re being real… are you just nosy?

Because we don’t talk like that. We don’t have that type of relationship. So naturally, it caught me off guard.

But then the Holy Spirit checked me.

Because at the end of the day… this blog was never meant for just a few.

It’s not for my inner circle only.

It’s not for people who understand me.

It’s not for people who like me.

It’s for the person who needs it.

It’s for the one who is searching.

The one who’s healing.

The one who’s trying to grow.

The one who feels stuck and can’t find the words.

The one who needs to know they’re not alone.

This blog is for anybody who is looking to build, to grow, and to gain self-awareness.

So yes… I shared it.

Because if God gave me something to release, who am I to decide who gets access to it?

But what I did realize is this:

Obedience does not cancel wisdom.

And vulnerability does not mean I don’t get to have boundaries.

So while I can still show up as who I am—transparent, honest, open, and real—I also have to make sure I’m protecting my heart and walking with discernment.

And honestly?

That person probably doesn’t even know they helped me grow.

But they did.

Because today I learned how to sit with discomfort, evaluate it, pray through it, and still do what God called me to do.

And I thank God for my friends—real friends—who helped me process it, talk through it, and see it from another perspective.

Because sometimes growth doesn’t come through big moments.

Sometimes it comes through one unexpected question that reveals where you still need healing.

And at the end of the day, I had to remind myself:

This isn’t about me.

It’s about purpose.

It’s about God being glorified.

It’s about obedience.

It’s about letting God use my story to reach who He wants to reach—even if it’s uncomfortable for me at first.

So yes… I grew an inch today.

And I’m grateful.

Because I’m learning that being called doesn’t mean being comfortable.

It means being willing.

And as long as God is glorified, I’m going to keep showing up.