The scale moved 0.2 pounds this morning. Not much, but a small win. With our youngest son’s wedding coming up, I’ve been thinking a lot about pictures, progress, and what really gets remembered. 1 Samuel 16:7 reminds us that while people see the outside, God sees the heart. And that’s where I want to grow most.

Not every fall is a failure. Sometimes the most spiritual thing you can do is get back up. Proverbs 24:16 says the righteous may stumble, but they rise again. You’re not falling behind—you’re learning how to stand strong with God's help.

Easter Sunday reminded us that Jesus is alive and hope has the final word. But what now? This post is a quiet encouragement to live the new life He made possible—not just on Sunday, but every ordinary day after.

Good Friday doesn’t rush to the finish. It pauses. It remembers. And it invites us to stand still in the shadow of the cross—not with easy answers, but with awe. Jesus didn’t run from pain. He stayed. He loved. And in the silence of that dark day, Heaven was still working.

Before the Last Supper. Before the betrayal. Jesus picked up a towel. Maundy Thursday invites us to remember that love doesn’t always stand at a podium. Sometimes, it kneels to serve.

Holy Wednesday was silent, but Jesus was still faithful. Like Epaphras, who wrestled in prayer behind the scenes, this day reminds us that real ministry doesn’t always come with a spotlight—it often looks like quiet obedience and hidden intercession.

Holy Tuesday was full of tension, questions, and confrontation. But Jesus stayed grounded. He spoke truth with love—and didn’t flinch. That still speaks today.

She isn’t named or quoted, but she’s there. Jairus’s wife stood in the room, holding space in the silence, watching for what only Jesus could do.

She had no position, no platform, and every reason to stay quiet. But she spoke up. Sometimes all it takes is one sentence spoken in faith.

You may not feel like you’re shining, but someone else might be looking to you today and seeing hope. The light you carry matters—especially when it’s quiet.

This morning I saw something I hadn’t seen in days—the sun. It reminded me that just because something’s hidden doesn’t mean it’s gone. God’s still near.

That phrase, “I’m just tired of people,” has become more common. This post explores what it means, why rest matters for every personality, and how even Jesus stepped away.

Stormy mornings and a simple story from Acts 9 remind us that we don’t have to be in the spotlight to make a difference. Sometimes the most important thing you’ll ever do is just hold the rope.

reminder to pause, look up, and pay attention to the people and moments right in front of you.

What do you do when Monday tests everything you just preached on Sunday? A canceled flight, delays, and teriyaki chicken mishaps might not sound like holy ground—but sometimes, that’s exactly where praise belongs.

Before you dive into your to-do list, pause. What if the most productive thing you could do today is praise? Even in the messiness of a Monday, God is worthy—and praise is your pathway into His presence. Let this reminder reset your focus before the rush begins.