The 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…
Glimpses of a Life Wrecked with Grace
The 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…
Ministry, for me, isn’t compliance with tradition. It’s defiance with grace. Not pity. Not anger. But rebellion that makes room for connection, growth, and the…
Most people picture enlightenment like it belongs on a postcard. Serene monk. Still water. Maybe a candle flickering on a cushion in some quiet corner.…
I know most parents don’t get much choice. We send our kids to school because we have to — to work, to survive, to give…
When grace shows up in green beans instead of pulpits People say things like“a cup of coffee can save a life.” And I used to…
There’s something holy about showing up.Not perfectly. Not all at once. But honestly. That’s what this new space is for. No Map, Just Grace is…
– A Journal for Realistic Hope I didn’t set out to create a journal.I set out to create a space I needed but couldn’t find.…
Hyper-awareness isn’t a flex. It’s a filter. I don’t remember learning how to read the room. I just… did.Maybe it was instinct. Maybe it was…
Posted in: Makeshift Masterpiece A Note to the Reader:Recently, I shared a piece about surviving — a story of fumbling sacred things and still showing…
Note to the Reader:This piece is a continuation — or maybe a step backward — from yesterday’s post.Hell Burned HallelujahIf that one was about now,…