Gigi and I were texting about the “Be Honest or Die” blog.
Gigi: Today’s blog has serious power.
Steve: Why is it different?
Gigi: I think its because we all want that. We want to be able to be real and in the presence of Jesus at the same time. The blog is real.
Gigi: It’s not about what one person thinks. It’s not about what some book says. It’s not about what someone has done. It just IS.
Steve: Very cool. Thanks. I want them all to be that powerful. Wish I knew how. I think the incredible response I have gotten via text message, FB message, FB posts and blog comments have encouraged me to be myself more. I mean I am already but to push the envelope a bit. Not for controversy’s sake but for the sake of honesty and raw-ness. People like someone who is comfortable in their own skin and confident in their relationship with God, while still being nice about it. Yes?
Gigi: Comfortable. Confident. Honest. Yes! Not everyone will like it (remember that Blogger you used who said shit TWO times?)
Gigi: Oh yea. Me too. Always.
Steve: I think people are looking for less teaching (they get that on Sundays) I think they want conversation. Thought provoking invitation to dialogue. Something to stir their hearts and start them thinking.
Gigi: Connection without judgements . A safe place to be real.
What do you think? Is that what you’re looking for from us?
ATTIC,
Steve and Gigi




Freakin’ yes. That’s what I want from you.
People, like myself, are constantly looking for someone/somewhere, where they can be them. Whether they’re pissed off, heart broken, loving life, or smooth sailing. I think everyone needs that reassurance; that reassurance to just take a breather for a second and realize that perfection isn’t the only option.
I just really love you guys and I miss you so much!
Perfection is NOT EVEN an option! I am imperfect. Every person I know is imperfect. We should work each and every day to be more and more like Jesus, while understanding it is a journey, and each one of us is at different places along the way. Jesus loved me FIRST. He didn’t require perfection from me or anyone else before He loved me, so what gives me the right to require perfection? I am glad you are here often, and speak up often. Love you and miss you too!!