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It's Not "Goodbye;" It's "See Ya Later."


Early Monday morning--after getting off the phone with my therapist (Hey Girl!)--I put on my big girl pants, opened my laptop, and typed a letter to my bi-costal acting manager stating my departure from the industry and, thus, his management company. It's been a long time coming. As I've continued to grow in ministry, I've become more and more selective about the projects I've auditioned for, even turning down a few things here and there in order to focus on my "call." My manager is so sweet and supportive, and has stuck with me as I've wrestled with this call into ministry (since 2015). As doors have continued to open up in academia, ministry, and beyond, I thought it best to bow out gracefully (for now).

I'm truly grateful to have been able to share my life with thousands of people across the world--to perform on tours and do shows in amazing cities. I am a better preacher and minister because of my wonderful experiences in the theatre. I still act, I still sing, I still dance -- it just looks different, now, and I'm learning to be okay with that. I will always be a #musicaltheatre geek and I'm still doing pirouettes in my living room. I'm still tinkling on that ole piano and producing music. As I give myself over completely to the will of God, I take every journey, every play, every character, every bit of choreography with me as I step into this new season.

This is not the end. It's only the beginning.




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