If I could pick a dream job?
Private Eye.
Yup. Think Nancy Drew. I’ve always admired her curiosity, determination, and her bravery. (Yes, I know. She’s a fictional character. But she’s still one of my heroes!)
In my daydreams, I imagine opening my own detective agency:
“It’s Sweeter When They Sweat.” (Clever name, right?)
I can picture it now…
- Stiletto heels (not just any high heels).
- Skinny jeans.
- A form-fitting v-neck tee.
- And of course—a leather jacket. Waist-length. Zipped up. Ready for action.
Flashlight clamped between my teeth, I’d sprint after bad guys and never lose my breath.
At least, that’s how it plays out in my dreams.
Real life?
Breaking and entering? No thanks.
Sitting in a car all night on a stakeout? I don’t think so.
Talking back to some thug twice my size? Hard pass.
So… the whole Nancy Drew/private eye career path probably isn’t going to happen anytime soon.
But here’s the twist:
Those investigative instincts? They’re still alive. But they’re exploring the sacred instead of chasing the suspicious.
And I love it.
I’m hungry to know more about this God who is bigger, better, closer, and more loving than I can even wrap my mind around.
I want to dig deep.
Ask better questions.
Follow the clues that point me closer to His heart.
Study. Listen. Learn.
I want to be bold—willing to go places in my study and my conversations with God that I’ve never gone before.
Chasing after a deeper, richer walk with Him.
And get this …
I don’t need heels for this investigation.
My slippers and cozy chair work just fine.
I’m leaning in, looking for His promises, His gifts, His guideposts along the way.
And then. The best part.
Where do these clues and explorations take us?
Right to God’s faithfulness. His goodness. A full, abundant life.
When you see what needs to be surrendered…
When you turn from the things that break God’s heart…
When you step into a deeper, freer, fuller relationship with Jesus…
That’s when the flashlight switches on and you catch a glimpse of all the goodness God has in store for you.
Your journey—and mine—invites us to become:
Faith adventurers.
Clue chasers.
Grace catchers.
So … want to join my “It’s Sweeter When They Sweat” Detective Agency?
We’ll chase clues, catch grace, and rock matching leather jackets—with Faith Adventurer stitched across the back.
Let’s go!
P.S. My private eye name is Stella Sweets. What would yours be?
