My previous blog, which could also be known as ‘the good, the bad and the crazy’ of me. I didn’t start exploring religion and my thoughts about God, in earnest, until a couple months after this previous blog ended. My upbringing was rather unorthodox. I didn’t really grow up with religion, though, in retrospect I can see God’s grace touching me back then, even when things were horrible. As an adult I considered myself a hopeful agnostic until I started to truly look and think about things in my heart. I still struggle. Daily. With all of this. But, in a way, I consider that a blessing because I think that’s part of being alive, to search for my path towards grace.