As I look at this younger generation, I’m reminded of who I used to be. I see myself in them, searching, longing, desperate for love and attention. I spent years trying to fill that emptiness. I chased it through drugs, partying, drinking, and relationship after relationship with men and women, but nothing ever satisfied. The…
Patience is one of the fruits of the Holy Spirit, yet it is often one of the hardest to practice. Waiting does not come naturally to us—especially when we are holding onto a promise from God or seeking direction for our lives. Still, we are called to trust and to wait. We are meant to…
Holy Week begins, drawing us gently toward Good Friday and Resurrection Sunday—a moment that changed all of history and still reaches us now. As we reflect on what He has done for us, I pray we remember our wedding day, sealed more than two thousand years ago. This week, let us linger in the memory…
If I may speak plainly, much of the modern Church has drifted far from the truth. A counterfeit gospel is being preached—one that comforts the flesh but endangers the soul, leading many towards the gates of hell. This poem has been burning on my heart to release. My prayer is that every leader teaching deception…
King Solomon had it right all along—everything under the sun is vanity. Without GOD, nothing holds meaning. The so‑called American dream is nothing more than chasing the wind, a pursuit that leaves people exhausted, empty, and burned out. My hope is that this next poem exposes the truth, so hearts can finally reorder their priorities.…
A strange moment found me this week, stirring a memory I never wanted to face again — a memory tied to a darkness I carried for many years as a child. The anger rose quickly, heavy and consuming. But amid this, He spoke to me. He reminded me not to let my heart harden again.…
