Because sometimes the truth tastes better with cream and conviction.

Let’s get one thing straight: I’m not here to throw my coffee or my convictions across the room. But I am sipping something strong, and it’s laced with a little faith, a little freedom, and a lot of love for this country.

I’m a conservative Christian, proudly right-leaning, patriotic, and yes—Trump supporting. (If that just made you clutch your pearls or your pumpkin spice latte, hang tight—I promise this isn’t a shouting match.)

Here’s what’s been weighing on me like an overfilled mug:
There’s been a growing sense that Christian values are under attack in America. Not just disagreed with—mocked, pushed out, labeled outdated, or worse, dangerous. As if believing in God, family, morality, and responsibility is some kind of radical act.

The Ten Commandments get side-eyed, but chaos gets celebrated. Traditional families get critiqued, but confusion gets a spotlight. Prayer is whispered behind closed doors, while everything else is shouted from the rooftops.

And for a while, I worried. I really did.

But here’s the twist in the story—Christianity isn’t retreating. It’s rising.
🤲I see it in the revival services drawing crowds bigger than concerts.
📕I see it in Gen Z cracking open Bibles and speaking boldly on TikTok.
⛪I see it in families returning to church, men stepping up as leaders, and communities hungry for truth that doesn’t shift with the headlines.

It’s almost like… God knew what He was doing all along. (Imagine that.)🙌

The more the world tries to drown out our faith, the more people realize how much they need it. We’re tired of confusion masquerading as freedom. We’re tired of being told that love means silence and tolerance means erasing truth.

What’s happening now isn’t a breakdown—it’s a breakthrough. Americans are linking arms—not just in patriotism, but in prayer.🙏

And honestly? That gives me hope.

Not the fluffy kind they sell on throw pillows, but the gritty, stubborn kind. The kind that knows truth can’t be voted out, canceled, or unfollowed.

So no, I’m not here to spill tea or start fights. Just sipping my strong conservative brew and watching faith come roaring back into the conversation—stronger, bolder, and more unapologetically American than ever.

God’s not done with this country.  And neither are we.

If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land.– 2 Chronicles 7:14

Hugs & Prayers,

Natalie