Who I Am, And Why I Write

My name is Noah. I was raised in a house where rules came with consequences, and love was something I had to guess at. My father and grandfather believed discipline was taught through force. I learned how to survive it, not how to understand it.

I didn’t find calm in my home, I found it in conversations with Jesus. Not the Jesus polished by religion, but the Rebel who questioned the rules that break people. The one who challenged His own Father when mercy mattered more than power.

For most of my life I worked as a bartender. I learned to listen more than I spoke. People sat across from me and spilled the weight they carried, and somehow the stories they told taught me how to tell my own.

Everything I write now comes from that place, where pain taught me honesty and honesty led me to hope. If my work hits a nerve, it’s because it came from one. I’m not a prophet, I’m not a teacher, and I’m not trying to be either. I’m a man who writes what I wish someone had said to me when I needed it.

This project, The Files, is my way of walking with Jesus the Rebel through the world as it is today, not the world painted in stained glass. And if any of it speaks to you, then maybe you’ve been walking with Him too.