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…
It’s not your fault. But it is your fight. Let’s be honest: the average African home was not built to nurture emotional intelligence. It was built for survival, for structure, for discipline—but not for emotional wholeness. And while that foundation…
