the unboxing podcast

Hey Y'all, there's a giant, fragile box sitting on my back porch. It's been in my way for two weeks. From the outside it looks like nothing but cardboard and a "FRAGILE" sticker, but inside is the most beautiful chandelier, just waiting to be connected to its power source so it can light up the whole room. And sweet sister, the Lord used that box to read my mail. Recording from beside the river wi...

Hey Y'all. I was standing in the shower, rinsing conditioner out of my hair, and God dropped a whole sentence into my heart before it ever made it to my mouth. And of course my first thought was "I need to record this" — while dripping wet, dogs barking, blinds wonky, the whole nine. This episode is unfiltered. Dogs, skincare, a twisted necklace, a praying mantis on my bed at 3 AM — and somewhere...

These are things we should be discussing. So let’s discuss.

Y’all, this one is a testimony start to finish. My friend Hannah McDonald and I sat down 48 hours into a weekend that was absolutely marinated in God-moments, and we’re unboxing every single one of them — starting with the time we rolled into a random gas station on ONE MILE of gas left in the tank. One mile, y’all. But that gas station just happened to have a prayer shack with walls covered in a...

Yes Y’all, this one came straight from the back patio, under the stars, past my bedtime, and honestly a LOT rough around the edges — and that’s exactly why I recorded it. Tonight I got real honest about something I’m still unboxing: the workhorse mentality. And REST without guilt. Farmer’s granddaughter, push-through-the-pain, rest-is-for-the-weak kind of thinking. And God met me right there and r...

Y’all, I’m coming to you straight from the car, fresh out of a church gathering where the fire of God was moving in a serious way. And on my drive home — GPS rerouting me and all — the Lord started unpacking something in me about identity and calling. Here’s the thing I keep hearing, and maybe you’ve heard it too: “I’m just a nanny.” “I’m just a custodian.” “I’m just a homemaker.” “I’m just the li...

Well this is a story many don’t know I’m pulling back the curtain on the story behind my own name — how a girl named Trish became Blu Wyatt, and why it took a worship conference in Dallas, a whole year of wrestling, and a whole lot of stubborn obedience to get there. This episode walks through what happened when God started calling me worshipper and warrior, over and over, until I couldn’t unhear...

Hey. Y’all, I’m sitting on a backwoods road in Tipton, Iowa — the same road where I once got out of the car in the pouring rain to pet a baby deer standing with its mama. Lightning bugs everywhere, corn on both sides, and God just… talking. Not in some dramatic burning-bush way. Just quiet. Steady. The kind of talking that shows up when you finally stop long enough to listen. This episode is about...

Y’all, I recorded this one straight from the beach in Seaside, Florida — vacationing with the family, six teenage boys under one roof, and a wind I was fighting the whole time to keep off the mic. This episode is unfiltered, unplanned, and honestly? That’s exactly how it needed to be. I talk about my senior year in NJROTC — 60 cadets under me, boot camp at 3 AM, running five miles in the rain, lea...

Y’all, I’m just going to go ahead and lead with this — I’m a mess. A beautiful, God-graced, still-learning mess. And apparently so is my podcast, because somehow I skipped Chapter 15 entirely. We’re calling it a bonus for the early birds and moving on. But before we get to Chapter 17, I need to slow down and talk about what happened in the space between the love story and the babies — because it w...

Wildness —adventuring —glowing and flowing. Some of the best moments with God don’t happen in a church pew or a quiet time journal. Sometimes they happen at 50 years old, driving home in the dark, belching on the microphone, singing the wrong words to the right song, and just being with Him. This episode? I didn’t plan it. I just hit record. No script. No outline. Just me, my car, and a God who ha...

Yep. That’s the title IN THE BOOK. I stand by it. The time I went crazy—Marc is back with me in the studio (aka the primary suite, don’t judge us) for what might be the most vulnerable conversation I’ve ever put on a microphone. Chapter 18 in the final draft of the book. I accidentally called it 16 cause I was referencing the wrong manuscript. Oops. It’s is the one where I stop sugarcoating and ju...

It’s a doozie. Y’all. I finally did it. I dragged my husband Marc onto the podcast and honestly? Best decision I’ve made since I said yes to him. (Debatable, he’d say. Don’t listen to him.) Chapter 16 (accidentally I skipped 15 all about the package of forgiveness—forgive the messiness—I’m sure I’ll get on track) this is the one where I tell you how I found love — and I mean real love, the kind Go...

Y’all. We went from sea life adventures to the dark side — and I mean that glitterally. In this episode, we’re in Chapter 14 of Unboxing Blu, and I’m telling you, this one got real. My daddy disowned me — again. Everything I owned got soaked on the side of a highway in an open trailer in a rainstorm. My great-grandmother’s diaries from 1906. My mannequin Victoria. Gone. And I was undiagnosed bipol...

Sea life journey. Girl. I went from a strip club to selling fine art on cruise ships all over the world. There may have been a few chapters missing in between. 😂 In this episode, we’re diving into Chapter 13 of Unboxing Blu — Sea Life Adventures — and y’all, I cannot even tell you how many stories didn’t make it into this book. A boy in Tahiti. A gavel hunt across Europe. Sharks. A motorcycle str...

Well. This one is a wild ride to be sure. Yachts. Miami. A strip club. A storm at sea. And a bathroom floor where Jesus showed up anyway. Chapter 12 is my wildest, most honest chapter yet — and somehow, it’s also my most holy. I was living a double life, searching hard for something I couldn’t name, serving in the church nursery still half-drunk from the night before, and repenting in one breath w...

I high tailed it outta Corpus Christi, Tx after high school. Took on 3 jobs while putting myself through college driving a ‘69 Chevy truck. Sleep wasn’t in the equation. After 1 year I knew college wasn’t for me and I ran back to Corpus and into the arms of my high school honey. Daddy disowned me for choosing marriage and a whole bunch of other wild happenings to drill home my boxed in mindset. Y’...

It’s a doozy. Kicked out by mama. Seeing my daddy for the first time in years since he was in prison. My daddy had exactly two rules. Never lie to him. Never ask about his business. That was it. After years of being caged, I thought I’d landed in paradise. Country western dancing four nights a week, flipping a 13lb rifle on the drill team, roofing in the Texas heat, and a judge who felt sorry for...

It’s messy. Like most of my story. At16…I stopped a stranger on a motorcycle outside a Dairy Queen and asked him to take me anywhere. He did. That was Chapter 9 me — rebellious, restless, and running from something I couldn’t even name yet. What looked like rebellion was actually a girl drowning in rejection, with nowhere to go and nobody safe to run to. This is Unboxing Rebellion. And spoiler — I...

I disobeyed my mama, stole my stepdad’s favorite jacket, and ended up face-down bleeding in the snow in the Black Hills of South Dakota. All because I had a horse, an icy road, and absolutely zero sense. This is Chapter 8 — Ice, Blood, and Death’s Door. It’s the story of how teenage rebellion nearly took me out, why God’s plans survive our worst decisions, and what Jeremiah 29:11 sounds like when...

Y’all. Toss me some grace on this one. My honey bunny husband man had some fun with NotebookLM. So these voices aren’t mine….obviously….yet it’s interesting when he gave my chapter 2 of my unboxing Blu book as a source this is what they spit out as a podcast episode talking about my book. I enjoyed hearing someone else’s take on my writing and story and I hope you’ll enjoy as well. Get the book he...

Y’all. This one hit different when I recorded it. Chapter 7 isn’t my funniest chapter. It isn’t my lightest one. But I believe with everything in me that it might be somebody’s most needed one. I take you back to 14-year-old Blu — a caged bird with no hope, no freedom, and no idea that the God of the universe even knew her name. I share what brought me to the front door of my house with every inte...

Y’all, pull up a chair — or maybe a pool float — because we are going OUT to the good stuff today. Chapter 6 of Unboxing Blu is all about healing words, and honey, this might just be my favourite chapter in the whole book. We’re talking about that tiny little muscle in your mouth that holds the power of life and death. Proverbs 18:21 is NOT playing around, and neither am I. Because what you’ve bee...

Y’all. This one got real. In this episode, I’m walking through Chapter 5 of Unboxing Blu — “Words That Break” — and I’m not gonna sugarcoat it. I talk about my daddy. About the night I asked him if he loved me… and the silence that followed was louder than anything he could’ve said. He told me I’d end up in prison. Barefoot and pregnant at 16. That I was just like him, and there was no way around...

It’s another late-night recording—this time from a quiet hotel room on the road back to Nashville—and Blu Wyatt is still sitting in Chapter 4… still wrestling, still laughing, still learning. What starts as a reflection on a tiny town in Iowa turns into something deeper: a realization that sometimes the most powerful growth happens when you slow down, go back, and really see people again. The ones...