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When the Stage Is a Whitewashed Tomb: Why Faking It for the Masses Isn’t God’s Plan Let’s be real for a minute. We’ve all seen it. The social media feed full of perfect, filtered lives. The church leader who preaches humility from a gilded stage. The influencer whose every post is a curated story about… Read more
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There’s a silent weight that comes with overcoming a hard life. I’ve weathered storms that would have broken many, and my spirit—thank God—remains intact. I’ve learned perseverance and determination in ways you can’t get from a book. But that strength came at a cost no one else can see. The hits to my body, my… Read more
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Sometimes the simplest truths hit the hardest. We feel them in our bones, in our weary muscles, and in the scars that tell stories we don’t always want to share. A statement I’ve carried with me, one that feels profoundly true, is: ”Inflictions to the flesh are just that. The flesh was made to be… Read more
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Pour yourself a cup, because this is from the soul. There’s a powerful truth I’ve learned on my journey: people often walk around carrying the weight of others’ hope and faith, only to get so lost in the praise that they lose sight of the mission. They turn up the volume of their own success… Read more
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Lately, the news has been hitting a little different. It’s not about who’s right or who’s wrong anymore, but something in my spirit knows—this is bigger than politics. This is about life. About breath. This is about the image of God in every human being. When someone’s life is taken, especially in a public and… Read more
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“I’m done with the church,” she said, her voice shaking slightly. She stirred her tea. The spoon clinked against the porcelain a little too loudly. The pain in her eyes was unmistakable. “I went there hoping to find God. Instead, I found people who claimed to be His followers hurting me.” Her words weren’t a… Read more
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“I’m done with the church,” she said, her voice shaking slightly. She stirred her tea, the spoon clinking against the porcelain a little too loudly, and the pain in her eyes was unmistakable. “I went there hoping to find God, and all I found was people who were supposed to be His followers hurting me.”Her… Read more
