Some of the best moments with God don’t happen in a church pew or a quiet time journal. Sometimes they happen at 50 years old, driving home in the dark, belching on the microphone, singing the wrong words to the right song, and just being with Him.

This episode? I didn’t plan it. I just hit record.

No script. No outline. Just me, my car, and a God who has never once told me I was too much. Never said quiet down, dull your shine, I’ve had enough of you, girl. Never. Not once. And honey, that alone is worth pulling over for.

But then I started talking about what He’s actually done — and I couldn’t stop. Bipolar disorder. Paralyzation. A shattered disc removed at 14. Twenty-two years of back pain — gone. Shoulders that couldn’t lift a coffee cup — healed. Eleven times the enemy tried to take me out. Eleven.

And I’m still here. Driving home. Singing off-key. Praising Jesus in the driveway.

If you need a miracle — for your body, your mind, your relationships — this one’s for you. He is the same yesterday, today, and forever. And He is still in the healing business.

Come ride with me.

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We’re talking diagnosis, medication, a sprinted ankle escaping my mama’s house in the dark, telling strangers at gas stations I didn’t think I’d survive the night, and a family of five in a minivan that I’m pretty sure God sent specifically to save both of us. I counted them. There were five.

I couldn’t lift my arms. I couldn’t close the front door. I couldn’t get off the top stair. But somehow I made it to a trampoline for my boy, and I laid there looking at the clouds praying Lord let this be funny one day.

It’s kind of funny now. Mostly it’s a miracle.

Marc doesn’t say a lot in this one — but what he says matters. And sometimes just showing up is the word.

If you’re in the dark place right now, this one’s for you. Not because I have it all figured out. But because God kept me around for a reason, and maybe that reason is so you know He’ll keep you too. 🤍

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Chapter 15 is the one where I tell you how I found love — and I mean real love, the kind God hand-delivered after I finally stopped white-knuckling my own love life and just… fell face-first into His presence instead. We’re talking late nights in the Word, front doors left wide open at 4am (Marc has thoughts about this), and the moment God told me clear as day that this man was my husband.

But because I’m me, I also managed to nearly derail the whole thing chasing the finish line of marriage instead of the Author of it. Matthew 6:33 hits different when you realize you’ve been seeking the gift instead of the Giver.

Marc jumps in with the kind of perspective only a man who’s loved you through a mental breakdown, hidden the knives, and still showed up on Monday can offer. Honest. Hilarious. A little holy.

This one’s for anybody who’s ever grabbed the wheel back from God and thought, I got this.

Spoiler: you don’t got it. Neither did I. And look how good He did anyway. 🤍

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In this episode, we’re in Chapter 14 of Unboxing Blu, and I’m telling you, this one got real. My daddy disowned me — again. Everything I owned got soaked on the side of a highway in an open trailer in a rainstorm. My great-grandmother’s diaries from 1906. My mannequin Victoria. Gone. And I was undiagnosed bipolar, crying in a window seat on a cruise ship for days, begging God to just show me something.

And then the sun broke through the clouds.

Y’all, I am not being dramatic. It had been dark for eleven, maybe twelve days straight. And for three to five minutes, the Lord showed up right there in that window and said — I’ve got you.

This chapter is for anyone who has ever been so heavy with depression that you couldn’t even pray. Couldn’t move. Couldn’t explain it. I’ve been there. Postpartum. Bipolar. PTSD. The whole thing. And I’m here to tell you — there is power in the name of Jesus, even when all you can manage is a praying hands emoji to one safe person.

That counts. He hears it.

Come on in. This one’s tender, it’s honest, and somebody needed to hear it today.

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Praying for anyone struggling with mental illness.

May God lead them to the help they need

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Xoxo Blu

In this episode, we’re diving into Chapter 13 of Unboxing Blu — Sea Life Adventures — and y’all, I cannot even tell you how many stories didn’t make it into this book. A boy in Tahiti. A gavel hunt across Europe. Sharks. A motorcycle stranger in Cozumel who found me a home and I never saw him again. A palapa roofed casita behind a house with Talavera tile and a private bridge that I rented on the spot. A Florida storage unit that was basically my home address. And the one time I told a man he’d be making the biggest mistake of his career — about two seconds after he told me no. I was a glitteral, insecure MESS wearing a mask of confidence.

But here’s what all these wild, wide-open adventures point back to: God opens doors. Even when you’re not pressed in. Even when you’re still a mess. He opens them anyway. His love cannot be measured or quantified.

2 Corinthians 3:5 says our sufficiency is from God. Not us. Not our nerve. Not our hustle. Not our big plans or dreams. Him.

So whether you’re mid-adventure or mid-stuck — this one’s for you.

Come on in. Grab a seat. The sea’s been good to me and I’ve got stories for days. Share it with someone needing a jolt of motivation. Let’s get outta boxes that shouldn’t be holding us back.

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Yachts. Miami. A strip club. A storm at sea. And a bathroom floor where Jesus showed up anyway.

Chapter 12 is my wildest, most honest chapter yet — and somehow, it’s also my most holy. I was living a double life, searching hard for something I couldn’t name, serving in the church nursery still half-drunk from the night before, and repenting in one breath while sinning in the next.

And then one morning, God wrapped His arms around me anyway.

If you’ve ever hidden your mess behind a smile, lived a life you’re not proud of, or wondered if God could still love you after that — pull up a chair, friend. This one’s for you.

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Daddy disowned me for choosing marriage and a whole bunch of other wild happenings to drill home my boxed in mindset.

Y’all. It’s time to bust outta the boxes and find ourselves in our brilliant life phase.

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My daddy had exactly two rules. Never lie to him. Never ask about his business. That was it. After years of being caged, I thought I’d landed in paradise. Country western dancing four nights a week, flipping a 13lb rifle on the drill team, roofing in the Texas heat, and a judge who felt sorry for me because my own daddy told her to throw me in jail. Chapter 10 is the box of false freedom — and honey, it looked so good from the outside.

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