Kingshope is a stomping ground for those who gotta tell the world of god’s goodness. we are believers who have been radically transformed on the inside and are reppin’ that on the outside with dope god gear.

Born in the unincorporated part of Whittier California, I was brought up in the Christian church. Most of my childhood memories involve church picnics and bible studies. Because my parents had a heart for evangelizing, my family of six could often be found mobbing the streets sharing the gospel of Christ. Unfortunately, things took a turn for the worse. Dealing with trial after trial, including sickness in the body, my parents left their faith. At the age of 12, I got the first call from the police department - my parents had been arrested. They fell back into old habits (their lifestyle prior to finding Jesus was gangs and drugs) and my family was torn apart. This sent me spiraling. After years of fervent prayer with no change, I questioned everything I had ever known about God. My adolescence was flooded with pain and promiscuity. I tried to find value and love in all the wrong places. Eventually, so far from God, I found myself in a jail cell. One would think that was the turning point for me, buuuuuuut... I learn the hard way. I sabotaged every attempt He made to pull me out of my misery. Unable to keep a job or a friendship, I wound up sleeping in my car. My life without Jesus was hopeless. I was faking the funk. Suiting up and walking into a corporate office, then clocking out and sitting alone in a storage unit for hours upon hours with nowhere else to go.

After hundreds of AA meetings and thousands of dollars in fees and penalties, I finally gave up drinking. There was a little light shining through. I returned to music and arts and found happiness on the stage with a microphone in my hand. I sang like my life depended on it. Yet, finding my place on stage, I still didn't seem to fit in. My lyrics were filled with desperation and a yearning for change. There was something more and I was determined to tell people not to settle for less. However, my judgement was clouded by marijuana and my heart was hardened. I was full of new age mumbo jumbo and headed in no particular direction. It was the same old story.

Because of the goodness of God, I had friends and family praying for me. My Dad, now on the other side of the US-Mexico border, was steadfast in his standing in the gap for me. My sister always kept me in her prayers and my grandmother - after working through much of our own painful history - was also believing in God to reach me.

Then, without me knowing it, God sent me my husband. We dated for several years and had our first-born just months before the pandemic in 2020. I had love in my life now, but I was still carrying so much pain and anger. I had my second child two years later and the postpartum set in. We were still isolated due to the pandemic and the wildness of raising babies. I should have been happy. I should have been fulfilled, but I was miserable. Without purpose and identity, I was so lost and unable to even crack a smile. The good news is, God was working behind the scenes.

That man God sent me, well, he was introduced to Jesus. Months went by and his spirit was discretely being filled by God via the FM radio. That's a story for another time, but I'll fast forward to a day of desperation. I was crying on the floor fighting for my sanity. The moment was blurry, but I heard my husbands cracking voice say the words I needed to hear: Let's go to church. He admitted he was searching for something and it might be God. I suddenly felt like I could breathe and we made plans to visit a local church. Week after week, we returned and God started to lift the weight. I felt joy! I found hope! I accepted Christ! My little family started making progress and our home was filled with light and laughter. God is so good!

Our church announced a new season of small groups and I felt a calling to host a creative night for women. Women filled my humble home weekly for two months. During that time, we laughed, we cried, we ate, we prayed - and we made lots of cute things! From custom tote bags and shirts, to hand-stitched ornaments and beaded bracelets, the creativity flowed as each woman shared their testimony and what God had been speaking to them about in that season. The experience was truly life-changing as I found myself surrounded by community, sisterhood and most importantly, people who were seeking to know God more.

I had a burden to create and the ideas flowed. The passion fueled me and the opportunity to make Christ-centered art was exciting. I had no particular reason or explanation I could articulate; simply an urgency I couldn't explain and I had to be obedient. I gifted clothing items to friends and family. And as a new mother and woman of God myself, I needed a new wardrobe so I gifted myself a few pieces, too.

You ever hear the saying, "stand for something or fall for anything"? Well, I lived by that - I even sang about it (IYKYK). We all choose a side; we all represent something. And in my new found hope, I had to represent my Savior! I could not be quiet about how God pulled me out of darkness and gave me a new chance at life. I wanted to rep Him everywhere to everyone! And so began KingsHope. A vision to share my creativity, my faith and my urgency to spread the gospel. GOD IS SO GOOD AND HIS MERCY ENDURES FOREVER!

After rejecting Him so many times, He could have counted me out. But GOD is LOVE! The Lord was always with me - in the jail cell, in the storage unit, on the stage, high as a kite, He was there with me. And when I finally let my guard down, surrendered to Him and let Him make a home in my heart, He was able to chip away at the pain. I'm being sanctified. I am being renewed. I have HOPE today because I have Christ the King!

I humbly invite you to find your own KingsHope piece. Proudly represent our Savior and all He has done for us. Sing and shout of His love forever. Or if you're on the quieter side, let your clothes do the talking. Either way, I warn you from first-hand experience, you will be approached by strangers and find yourself in opportunity after opportunity to share the goodness of God. Armor up, Saints!

And for anyone who has made it this far, but not given their life to Jesus, let me guarantee you one thing: you are here for a reason! There are no coincidences in the Kingdom of God. He gave his life for you so you could know Him and His love. That's it. That's the bottom line. Christ the King loves you and you are a child of the Most High! Ask Him to reveal Himself to you and He will lead you to Him. God bless!

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