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In the wake of another school shooting, I found myself asking the same haunting question: “When will it stop?” This post is my honest wrestling with grief, trauma, faith, and the God who weeps with us. It’s not about easy answers—it’s about holding on to hope in the middle of heartbreak.

Rules aren’t about loopholes or control—they’re about grace and value. In this blog I share a family conversation, a real estate phone call, and the reminder that Jesus didn’t give us fewer rules, He gave us more. Not to shame us, but to show us how much we need Him. Where sin increases, His grace increases all the more.

We’ve been told our purpose is “for the sake of others.” But what if that’s only part of the truth? In this post, I challenge a common belief in faith circles—that your worth is tied to what you do—and invite you to see yourself the way God does: loved and valuable simply because you exist. From the Smoky Mountains to hard conversations about purpose, this is a reminder worth sitting with.

When Jesus said faith the size of a mustard seed could move mountains, He wasn’t setting the bar high—He was showing us how little He asks of us and how much He’s willing to do for us. This blog is a reminder that even when your faith feels small, your God is still big—and He’s not asking for perfection, just presence.

Feeling spiritually exhausted or unsure why church no longer feels like home? In this honest post, let's explore church fatigue, faith, and finding healing beyond the noise.

Even without a new job title, I was reminded this week that purpose isn’t limited to a paycheck. A simple visit with one of my tenants turned holy when trust was given, not earned—and I heard a whisper from God I didn’t know I needed. Sometimes, making a difference looks like just showing up.

​In loving memory of my grandma on her birthday.

After a month away from the gym, I returned and found myself struggling to regain what I’d lost. But in that struggle, I was reminded of something powerful: every journey starts somewhere. This post is for anyone who feels behind, defeated, or unsure where to begin again. Whether you’re in the gym, rebuilding your faith, recovering from addiction, or simply trying to take one more step forward—you’re not alone. The journey matters. Let’s start anywhere, together.

In this heartfelt post, John shares stories from a recent family trip that sparked unexpected conversations about foster care, adoption, and what it truly means to be a father. Through personal reflections and a challenge to the Church, he reminds us that family isn’t defined by blood—it’s defined by love, sacrifice, and shared DNA of the heart. This blog invites readers to consider how they might be part of the solution for vulnerable children—whether by opening their homes, their churches, or simply their hearts.