Some broke and bled. I broke and wrote. Now Christ holds the pen.
Some broke and bled. I broke and wrote. Now Christ holds the pen.
It wasn’t compromise that drove people away—it was our lack of emotional intelligence. We didn’t lose them to a movement. We lost them to someone who listened. – David, find your ink A Painful Truth We Must Face There’s a…
It is no easy thing to make friends when you’ve been marked as a messenger of God — not by ambition or desire, but by the sovereign will of the One who sees all. People mistake your presence for judgment.Your…
A plea for emotional intelligence, accountability, and healing in churches especially in Africa Dear Church in Africa, This is not a rebuke. It’s a plea.Not from a perfect voice, but from a watchman who’s seen the wounded limp away from…
There is a silent inheritance passed from the wounded to the world around them. A child broken by abuse grows into an adult with jagged edges, and if healing does not intervene, those edges will cut others. The victim who…
