CREEKER BROADCAST

This is the last broadcast of the year.
Not because I’m finished speaking—
but because 2025 has said all it’s going to say to me.

And it does not get the final word.

Let me be clear, because clarity matters when the world prefers confusion.

I believe in Christ and His work.
Not a version shaped by crowds.
Not a version demanded by institutions.
But the Christ who walked, ate, slept, wept, bled, and died as a man.

He never claimed immortality in the way people accuse Him of.
He did not escape death.
Humankind killed Him.

That is the truth.

And it is precisely because He submitted to mortality—
because He chose obedience over power,
because He chose accountability over escape—
that God made Him eternal.

Immortality was not claimed.
It was granted.

That matters, because it draws a hard line between faith and ego.

And here is where I stand.

Like Christ, no one gets to engrave me.
No man.
No woman.
No child.
No family.
No institution.
No mob.
No court of public opinion.

I take accountability for my actions.
I take accountability for my failures.
I repent when I am wrong.
I correct my course.
I answer for myself.

What I do not accept is being carved into someone else’s narrative so they can avoid accountability for their own behavior.

Judgment without relationship is not truth.
Labels without consent are not identity.
And silence in the face of lies is not humility—it is surrender.

I do not surrender my conscience.

As a Latter-day Saint, I strive to be like Christ.
That does not mean I claim to be Him.
It means I choose to walk the same road:
agency, accountability, sacrifice, and restraint.

When we speak in His name, we are not claiming His throne.
We are accepting His standard.

“I am he” is not a declaration of divinity.
It is a declaration of discipleship.
It means: I will answer for myself.

That is something the world struggles with—
because the world prefers performance over repentance,
and control over conscience.

Now hear me as a Mother.

My son chose to be baptized in Christ’s name.
He chose that path freely.
He chose to follow the faith of his family.
That choice belongs to him.

If anyone—any clan, any group, any individual—cannot deal with that, that is not a failure of my child.

And if they demand to “see Jesus Christ” instead of recognizing a human being standing in front of them, then they misunderstand both Christ and humanity.

Christ was the Son of Man.

And because of Him, my son is a child of God.
So am I.
So are my other children.
So is every person on this planet—
whether they believe it or not.

Belief does not create divine worth.
It only recognizes it.

No one gets to strip that identity away.
No one gets to demand holiness as a performance.
No one gets to punish a child for choosing faith.

That is not Christ’s way.
That is not covenant.
That is not accountability.

This year tried to tell me who I was.
It tried to reduce me.
It tried to label me.
It tried to exhaust me into silence.

It failed.

2025, you are done.

You do not get to define my family.
You do not get to rewrite my faith.
You do not get to engrave my identity.
You do not get the last word.

I step into 2026 unafraid, unengraved, and accountable.

Accountable to God.
Accountable to conscience.
Accountable to truth.

Hello 2026.

I will speak plainly.
I will protect my children.
I will stand my ground.
I will repent when I fall.
I will not perform holiness for those who refuse to live it.

This is a Creeker Broadcast.
This is the last one of the year.
And this is not the end.

It’s the line.

— Unapologetically Shimmer

Hello 2026.
Walk in truth.
Protect what matters.
Speak plainly.
Rest when needed.
Stand when required.