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Coming out of the Christian Witch closet


Last week I had a friend send me a surprise belated birthday gift. She told me that she sent it because I have been quietly helping her realize things about herself she never knew were there. That by saying I am a Christian Witch it totally helped her make sense in her head the things she was experiencing that scared her.


🙏 If only y’all knew what it took to get me to admit that I love Jesus and I am magic as shit.

🙏 If only y’all knew what it takes for me to use the word holy with the word witchcraft.

🙏 If only y’all knew how shocked I was when I discovered that #christianwitch is an actual thing.


Keep reading... this is my confessional. I have always known that I am magic. That I create using cards and prayer and spells. I have always known that I call people into community and that I can manifest anything I want by lighting a candle and burning stuff and praying things into existence. What I didn’t know is that it is ok to be both Christian and a witch. I thought I could be either or but that I couldn’t be both. It took my coach Susan Hyatt accepting me when I told her I love Jesus that solidified I can be both/and. I admire her so much, and I was terrified to tell her about my calling to the pulpit at church because I was afraid to disappoint her. That is what empire Christianity does y’all, it convinces us that we can’t believe in the holy love of God and be all the other things that we are. Susan was the one who convinced me to start talking about it. She was the one to tell me to find my rhythm, to come out, to talk about both of the things at the same time. That was nearly 3 years ago. And it is time to peel back another layer again. So here I am…

A preacher and a tarot card reader.

A prophet and a clairvoyant.

A Christian and a witch. I carry rocks in my pocket because I believe they have magical properties. I believe that we are made in God’s image and that if God is love and we are made in his image then WE are love. I practice the magic of my ancestors and pray the prayers of my church. When I coach my clients I am in a constant state of channelling and magic. There is a prayer that I carry with me everywhere because it reminds me of me. Untangling the knots of my identity one moment at a time.


“Mother of fair love, I look to you. Take into your hands the ribbon of my life, and see the snarl of knots that keeps me bound to sin, fear, anxiety, and hopelessness. I beg you, Mother, by your powerful intercession and long fingers of love and grace, undo the knots in my heart and in my life. Free me to love as Christ loves. Mary, Undoer of Knots, pray for us.”

Blessed be. So mote it be. Amen.


Xoxo,


Dr. Melissa Bird

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