I’m angry and sad and hopeful all at once—and none of those cancel the others out.They stack. They grind. They pray in my throat. People…
Glimpses of a Life Wrecked with Grace
I’m angry and sad and hopeful all at once—and none of those cancel the others out.They stack. They grind. They pray in my throat. People…
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…
– 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.…
Rogue Grace– Makeshift Masterpiece Note to Readers:This piece holds space for a story rooted in survival, not as a performance or a wound on display,…
I Fumbled Words. He Died. The Reality Is—Perfection Can’t Save Anyone, But Relationship and Grace Might. I keep coming back to this—this tangle of grace…