It’s, “I’ll see you later”.

Man. This episode sure does have some “feels”. It would have been a lot easier to do three or four months ago… before she “Dear John’d” us.

For those of you that don’t know, Yvi Martin, the pastor of the church that I go to in STL (my f***ing pastor) is leaving us for Kansas City, MO.

F*** me.

But God bless her. It’s a pretty awesome deal for her and her fam. And even more awesome for the people in KC that she’ll be serving. They’re a lucky group…

For some reason though, I cannot get George Strait’s song, “All My Exes Live in Texas”, out of my head.

But instead of Texas, it’s Kansas City.

Coincidentally though, Yvi is actually from Texas.

Anyway, tune in and hear her story and listen to her words…

We talk about her upbringing, her literal call, and her witness to people’s lives being transformed by Jesus’s love and grace. (Shit’s for real, b.)

We also workshop a plan to be where-the-rubber-meets-the-road on bringing Jesus’s love and grace to hookers and call-girls over on the east side.

The plan is still in its infancy, but I’m dedicated to making this happen. (Amen. Ya' hear, Wyclef).

But seriously, Yvi’s words are fucking inspiring.

Like for real inspiring…. not bullshit inspiring.

She’s been instrumental in my recovery journey with her truthfulness, authenticity, and love.

She’s been a constant rock for my family through fostering a child, getting married, and some death shit.

She’s fierce, she’s wise, and she will meet you where you are…

Especially if it’s in the fucking pits.

Is someone chopping an onion around here? Aye yai yai.

Yvi – To say we will miss you is an understatement beyond all understatements. Thank you for being our “mother hen” these past 4 years.

So, as God once told you, you can “go” again. In peace.

While I go OD on ice cream and pizza to try and get over you.

Let us pray.

-Chris