About this blog

I grew up inside religion.

I left it behind.

And I did not return because it felt comforting, familiar, or emotionally convenient.

I returned because I encountered things I could not unsee, truths I could not unknow, and a coherence I could not dismantle without parting ways my own reason and experience. At some point, pretending otherwise stopped being honest.

This blog is written from the perspective of someone who once believed God was a human projection - and later discovered that humanity is strangely difficult to explain unless reality itself is personal.

At the centre of that conviction stands Jesus Christ.

Not as a moral teacher.

Not as a mythic symbol.

Not as a helpful religious idea that works if you need it to.

But as the one-of-a-kind human embodiment of the personal, moral, and powerful source of all that exists - the will beneath reality, made visible in history. The kind of claim that either explains far too much, or far too little, to be safely ignored.

I believe that what physics describes - fields, particles, space, time - are not the deepest layer of existence. They are contingent. Ordered. Astonishing. And remarkably obedient. But not ultimate.

Beneath them is intention. Meaning. Will. And, inconveniently for purely impersonal explanations, something recognisably like love.

I believe that when those foundations stepped into the world in flesh, they did so as Jesus of Nazareth - not to simplify reality, but to reveal what it has always been pointing toward.

This blog asks real questions - not because faith is fragile, but because faith that cannot withstand honest inquiry is usually protecting something other than truth.

I don’t write to push, perform certainty, or manufacture doubt where none is needed. I write because some conclusions, once reached, stop feeling optional.

If you’re comfortable where you are, this may not interest you.

If you’ve noticed the cracks in easy explanations - religious or secular - you may find this a familiar place to stand.