We All Lost

We all lost. Words were said. Actions were taken. The reactions of hurt, pain, or simply the pride of being the one who wasn’t wrong. But we all were wrong. We lost. It was a big price to pay. From the outset, we didn’t realize there was no way to win. Yes, we may have felt like we […]

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Quit Rewriting People’s Stories!

“Don’t rewrite someone else’s story based on your insecurities.” Steve Gilliland Wow – Just Wow! There’s something about that quote that feels very Jesus-ish, isn’t there? Like…how many relationships have been wrecked because somebody interpreted silence as rejection?Or distance as betrayal?Or someone else’s success as proof of their own failure? We do this. We take […]

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What We Hide Behind

We know. I mean, we really know. We’ve read it—articles, threads, comment sections that somehow turn into debates about everything and nothing.Books stacked on nightstands.Blogs bookmarked for “later.” We’ve heard it—podcasts in the car,sermons on Sunday,voices through speakers telling us what matters, what works, what’s next. We know. We know.We know. And there’s this strange comfort in […]

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The Most Dangerous Kind of Love

We tend to think hate is the most destructive force in the world. Hate starts wars.Hate divides families.Hate scars people for years. And it does. But there is a kind of love that can do even more damage than hate ever could. Because hate doesn’t pretend to be anything else. Love does. Hate announces itself. […]

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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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Secrets

There’s a window. Not the kind you open to let air in,but the kind you stare through. It’s the pane that holds what you know about yourselfbut hope no one else ever sees. Thoughts you edit.Emotions you mute.Stories you retell—minus the messy parts. Secrets. And here’s the paradox:we work so hard to hide them,but they’re […]

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