A HAUNTING Question from the past.

“Tonight is my daughter’s first high school band concert. I’m not even sure why I am writing about this.” That’s the sentence. That’s all there was. One line, sitting there like a front door that was never opened. I found it today. In a sea of unfinished blog drafts. Waiting. Patient. Quiet. Haunting. Now – […]

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Claws and No Claws

There’s this moment in Daniel chapter 6 that feels almost backwards. We rush to the miracle.We tell it like a children’s story.We imagine cartoon lions yawning in the corner. But Daniel 6 isn’t cute. It’s political.It’s personal.It’s dangerous. And buried inside it is an observation that flips everything upside down: The uncomfortable one was in the palace […]

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Study, Teach, and Pray.

What if all a pastor had to do… was what Jesus commanded him to do? Study.Teach.Pray. What if that was it? What if the pastor’s primary responsibility wasn’t managing programs, attending every meeting, solving every dispute, answering every text within five minutes, visiting every hospital room personally, planning every event, and carrying the emotional weight […]

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Knowledge

Knowledge. We chase it. Scroll.Click.Search.Refresh. We open tabs like they’re little doors to a better version of ourselves.We listen to podcasts while driving.We read leadership books with highlighters in hand.We attend conferences, take notes, nod along. Because knowledge feels good. It feels safe. It feels like progress. And we almost always pursue it in places […]

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God’s Temple Is You!

“Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit…? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your bodies.”— 1 Corinthians 6:19–20 This may be one of the most quoted verses in Scripture—and also one of the most misunderstood. The phrase “your body is a temple” shows […]

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the Valley

There are people who carry a certain presence.They walk into a room and something shifts.A kind of ease.A quiet confidence.A smile that feels like it belongs there. And then one day, they don’t walk in anymore. And the room knows it. Time keeps moving—numbers keep counting—years, months, days.But grief doesn’t measure time that way.It collapses […]

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