on being Exvangelical – the Infinite

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great, this again.

Posted on May 16, 2023 by Nix Kelley / 0 Comment

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 on February 13, 2023 by Nix Kelley / 0 Comment

...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 on October 2, 2022 by Nix Kelley / 0 Comment

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.

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born into it

Posted on June 3, 2022 by Nix Kelley / 0 Comment

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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can you see in the dark?

Posted on November 3, 2021 by Nix Kelley / 0 Comment

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 on September 24, 2021 by Nix Kelley / 0 Comment

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.