The past year has been pretty interesting to say the least. I really don’t even know where to start. Long story short, last year I was experiencing a deep sadness that involved the loss of my wife a few years ago. I don’t know how to describe it all. One thing I do know is […]Read More Freedom from Grief
What does it mean to be a slave to something? To be owned and to be under someone’s control. Not how most of us want to live, but it’s how a lot of us do. It’s how I lived for the past couple of years. I became a slave to grief, depression, and sadness inside […]Read More Christian Slaves
I tried to stay off social media, I really did. However, curiosity got the best of me this past week. While watching current events unfold I was curious what others were saying. After reading a good amount of social media content I decided I couldn’t stay completely silent. I was saddened and surprised by some […]Read More Divided we cannot stand.
In May 2019, God was calling me to trust him again. He was calling me to give him my grief, sadness, anger, and hurt. I didn’t want to trust him again. I really felt I couldn’t. How could he allow my first wife to die and then ask me to trust him again? The following […]Read More The Grave of Grief
For reference I am a brown man, with a white wife, and three mixed kids. For the first time in my life I attended a prayer march. My church had scheduled it with a group of other churches in the area. With a lot of the march’s and protest turning violent, I wasn’t sure if […]Read More Raising a mixed family over here…Black, brown, white…I’m confused.