Ch8: I Stole a Jacket, flew off a Horse & Almost Died

I disobeyed my mama, stole my stepdad’s favorite jacket, and ended up face-down bleeding in the snow in the Black Hills of South Dakota. All because I had a horse, an icy road, and absolutely zero sense. This is Chapter 8 — Ice, Blood, and Death’s Door. It’s the story of how teenage rebellion nearly took me out, why God’s plans survive our worst decisions, and what Jeremiah 29:11 sounds like when you’re flat on your back staring up at a white sky wondering if anybody’s coming. Spoiler: somebody always is.Get the book unboxing Blu hereListen to the audible version hereJoin me on TikTokJoin me on Instagram See what’s happening on the YouTube