Hey there. I’m HEAVEN’S WEAPON, and I’m here to get your attention.

Maybe it's with gameplay vids, maybe it's with memes, maybe it's with comments that trigger barely contained fury and outrage (Donald Trump is a dishonest bully, there are only two genders, the Eucharist is symbolic)... It makes no difference, as long as I can hold your attention long enough for God to speak to you.

See, that's why I'm here. It's not to get famous (I have social anxiety), it's not to get rich (HAHAHAHA), it's not even because this is "my passion" or something (my passion is probably sour candy and whatever particular thing my ADHD has decided is cool this week).

The reason I'm here is because I've gone through a lot of stuff during my time on earth, made a lot (like a LOT) of mistakes, and believed a lot of lies; about God, about the world, and about myself. So now I'm on a mission: to share the lessons that I learned the hard way with whoever I can, to give hope to anyone who's struggling right now, and to let you know something:

It gets easier.
Not all at once, and not always right away.

But it does get easier.

“Yeah, sure,” you might be thinking, with more than a trace of bitterness. “What do you know about my life? You don’t know anything about me, or what I’ve gone through.”

And you’re right, I don’t.

But I’ve gone through my share of pain, and battled my share of demons.

Breakup and divorce.

Alcoholism and addiction.

Abandonment issues. Anger issues. Codependency. Emotional abuse.

I've felt despair and hopelessness.

I’ve felt the hollow, stomach-churning fear of a parent informed that their child has cancer.

I’ve inflicted a lot of hurt on others with both my words and my actions, and I still carry the weight of my sins.

But God is still good.

Even in the storms. Even when everything is falling down around me. Even when it feels like I have 10 million fires to put out and only a dixie cup worth of water. Even when it seems like I’ll never have another moment of peace for the rest of my life.

God is still there for me.

And He’s here for you too, right now, as you’re reading this.

God sees you. God loves you. And I love you too.

Now c'mon, pull up a metaphorical chair (and also an actual chair, no need to stand. Unless that's your thing) and get comfy.

I promise that it's worth it.