Makeshift Masterpiece
Glimpses of a Life Wrecked with grace
Glimpses
- When the Call Stretches You ThinSome days, calling doesn’t feel like purpose.It feels like pressure. Not the kind that breaks you — the kind that builds capacity you didn’t ask…
- Reformation Sunday: The Space the Spirit MakesThis Reformation Sunday, I watched my son walk to the front of the sanctuary with ease.He didn’t second-guess his invitation.He didn’t measure himself against the…
- What If We Trusted Our Words?Ripples beneath a bridge are never wasted. We love to say it: small actions change the world. It’s almost a mantra, a way of reminding…
- Asked to Be HeardThe Interruptions Are the Ministry Someone came in carrying the weight of habits and stories that didn’t fit the script. The language was raw, the…
- Empathy, Sympathy, and the Cost of DistanceOn empathy, sympathy, and discernment — and why shared words don’t always mean shared vision. Note: This will be the last time I address this…
I’m a sorta survive by the Grace of God for he’s got plans for me I j7st haven’t been able to be what he wants yet.thats yet I’m praying he will give me time here to make him proud
Recognizing that grace is our hope is the key too it all.