on being Exvangelical – the Infinite

a POV looking downward at two feet on a sidewalk. the pavement is painted on the right with yellow arrows pointing downward, and scratched into the pavement above the feet is the phrase 'i tried'

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great, this again.

Posted by Nix Kelley

Do you ever believe something about yourself so hard that even proof doesn't change your mind?

vandalized wall with hanging banner that reads 'we found love in a hopeless place'

on being Exvangelical

now that I’m found, I miss being lost

Posted by Nix Kelley

...it’s beautiful to be wholly yourself. And if there is a kingdom of heaven, it’s made of people who love one another.

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I could only lead you so far

Posted by Nix Kelley

Do you know what it feels like to be believed in? Have you experienced the incredible fortune of knowing that you matter?

a black and white photo of me as a baby on my mom's lap. she is looking at me and smiling, and I am laughing.

on being Exvangelical/on Generational Trauma/on Harm & Reciprocity

born into it

Posted by Nix Kelley

I can still remember eight or nine-year-old me, asking my dad a question that was heavy on my young heart, hoping for an answer that would help me: why do we do...

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on being Exvangelical/on Chronic Illness/on Generational Trauma/on Praxis/on Queerness

can you see in the dark?

Posted by Nix Kelley

You aren’t alone; but the more alone you believe that you are, the more your messiah complex will be able to dictate your feelings and choices.

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shake the dust

Posted by Nix Kelley

I think one of the only things I can teach my kids is how to shake the dust from their feet when leaving is what’s best.