I’m Farris. I’m a follower of Christ.

My story, in brief: I was a deeply passionate humanist, with a religious devotion to my atheism. By day, I played the ambitious humanitarian - by night, I was a delirious addict, a saddened drunk, an arrogant fool, a jealous lover. In short, I was a slave to sin.

How good is God that He should pull me from my death, and through His Son give me new life? How foolish is God to count me as the redeemed? Yet, this is His love: while I was that slave, He freed me.

On a February night (or morning, considering it occurred around 3am), I owned my True King.

And this is now a story of my learning to rest in Him and run to Him.

I’m currently at Clemson, studying philosophy with an emphasis in religious studies. I work on campus doing research with the Women’s Studies department which gives me a lot of funny experiences with professors and plenty of alone time in the library. I also work in an old timey store selling fancy outdoors equipment and knives. I love both of my jobs.

I live in a house with SEVEN other girls. It has been a great experience so far.

I hail from the midlands of South Carolina, a detestable boring place, but I love it for the memories (sometimes).

I love to read, spend time outside, listen to music, cuddle my puppies when i’m home (which is rare), write poetry on receipt paper, be alone, work, drink coffee, imagine things, spend time with my mom, my grandmother, and my great-grandmother!

I often feel like a little kid or an old man. Or, a crazy monster. 

Any other questions?
Feel free to ask me anything here: effsteele.tumblr.com/ask