In matters of faith, it is difficult to conceive of bitterness or any form of unkindness being involved. Yet that is a reality that I face regularly as a Catholic Conservative. I wish that I could say that it was rare that a person would let it slip that they thought that my Church was the whore of Babylon or even the Anti-Christ! It is heartbreaking to see and hear. I would write a thesis or perhaps I will one day about the Truth of the Catholic faith but I must keep this short so suffice it to say that I embrace all Christians and yes all Jews as my brothers and sisters because the Bible tells me that this is so. Sometimes my embrace is met with cold wilted arms. My aim is to walk in the love of Jesus Christ and treat them as Jesus would; as my spiritual brothers and sisters. I will continue to walk that walk all the days of my life no matter how many wilted arms I’ll encounter. God’s love is sufficient and he has equipped my heart to persevere in love despite the heartache.

In a very similar vein, being a black, conservative, female Republican has been a road riddled with unexpected turns. For most of my life, I have felt like a unicorn politically. Unusual, uncommon, and unique were words I would even use to describe myself. Well, I did live in California for 26 years where I quickly learned that most of my opinions were not popular there. Occasionally I would get excited just to meet other Republicans or conservatives. And boy did we cling to each other like we were holding on to rafters afloat in a sea of lunacy. We became more plentiful but it didn’t matter. We were outnumbered. We conservatives all knew that it was verboten to speak publicly about our views on politics in mixed company. We didn’t want to start any fights. We just wanted to have a nice day. That was then and there. This is now and here.

When I moved back home to Texas I felt that I could come alive again. No more fake conversations about fake anything anymore. For me Texas meant freedom. It’s where I was raised and God I am so thankful for it. I probably could have been “free” in California but I had children to bring up. Besides, raising a family and keeping a home left me too spent to want to have it out with leftists who I already knew were wrong about pretty much everything! 

I then started a blog and later a podcast called! It was an organic expression of my renewed freedom of thought and expression. I began painting again…writing again…loving myself again. I started playing my guitar again and even bought a new one. A black guitar…to match my black Chevy Camaro!

Even though I had promised myself to be not as involved in my new church as I had been back in California it

was very difficult to quiet the whisper of God when there was a need. Lord knows I tried. I served in five ministries at my last church which was wonderful to do but it was very time-consuming. This time I was going to sit it out as the 80%ers do. In almost every church 20% of the people do 80% of the labor and visa versa.  But I could not fight God’s pull. Whatever gifts God gives we must use them for His glory and for His service. I would not say no to His call, not ever. So much for my plan to sit it all out! Once again I am enjoying serving my Lord through the Church. I now believe I was meant to serve in ministry. Thank God I didn’t shut that door. It is better to have an open heart than an open mind.

If it seems that I’m jumping around like a leapfrog I am, but not really. I’m finally at a time in my life that I am able to see my passion for what it is. It is a gift from God. God the Great Creator made me a creative! I no longer fear or fight this inclination. It’s as if I was slapping His hand away while He was giving me His to hold. I’m deeply ashamed of that. I acknowledge that I do have a profound passion for Christ. I do have a joyful passion for art, words, The Word, and my Catholic Faith! I also truly love my family and my country.

I noticed that within the last 5 years I’d lost a few friends and I gained a few too! You see, now that I have accepted my spirit of freedom that comes from Christ I’m compelled to be freely honest in all relationships. The anatomy of my friendships completely pivoted to more of a reality-based dynamic. Leftists couldn’t stomach my punches of truth in discussions about our country. They either left my happy butt walking away in a tiff or they just fell by the wayside. My conservative friends stuck by me and supported my work. My conservative friends are the most loyal people I know. We share the same values and we admire the good characters of each other. 

Conservatives in general are happy to see one another get ahead and do well! Their premise is not jealousy but mutual respect and admiration. In fact, a conservative will more than likely help you if you need it in order for you to succeed. A conservative knows that it takes nothing away from their own success to see to it that another person succeeds as well! (Unlike the Democrats which base their policies on jealousies! “The top 1% must pay.” And socialism.)

After starting my blog and putting it all out there for the world to see, I wondered if anyone would ever speak to me again. Not that it was important because I already have all the friends I need. They are gold to me! But of all the new friends that I have made through doing my blog, one stands above the rest. Her name is Felicity Joy! Dr. Felicity Joy. What a wonderful surprise from God! I had no idea what I was doing in starting a podcast. I asked her if she would show me how it works.  She smiled and said, “Of course I’ll help you!” This was awesome to me. I thought of her kindness and patience! She is a Christ-centered woman who is as passionate as I am about God’s gifts if not more so! I’m happy to call Felicity my FRIEND!  It is a blessing indeed when a new friend is made who truly wants what is best for her friends and family and that includes me!

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I am an artist in all that I do. These include writing, painting, public speaking, and encouraging the best in others. Life is art! God is The Great Artist. We are just cheap imitations that didn't come cheaply. For He paid the ultimate price of all on the Cross. I'm political. I'm Catholic and I love my country. Politics and Religion should have always been talked about. Thinking back I was always told that these were taboo subjects of conversation. We were wrong. We should have learned how to talk about all of it in a civilized manner. And because we did not, the world around us is yelling and screaming like banshees about politics and religion. So, I have decided to no longer remain quiet nor politically correct. I choose to use my words to fight for my beloved United States of America. Join me!

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