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When It Hurts To Love
There are days when love feels like the heaviest part of the calling.Not the warfare.Not the sacrifice.Not even the loneliness.But the aching, holy task of loving people who never loved you back. Jesus knows that pain.He broke bread with Judas.He wept over Jerusalem even as they rejected Him.He washed the feet of men who would Read more
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Still Loving and Leading
You don’t get to build a movement without picking up bruises.Not everyone who shouts your name in the crowdwill stay with you in the garden.Some will walk away.Some will misunderstand the call.Some will betray you with a kissand still expect you to keep feeding the five thousand. And yet,you are still called to love.You are Read more
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Oil and Authority
The world says you have to be either gentle or boldeither soft-hearted or sharp in spirit.But the Kingdom says:“You can be both. You must be both.” Jesus was. He healed with a whisperand rebuked storms with a word.He wept at Lazarus’ tombthen called a dead man to life.He washed feetthen flipped tables in the temple. Read more
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Built To Heal
You thought the healing was just for you.You thought the breakthrough was personal.You thought the restoration was the finish line. But what if your scars were blueprints?What if your journey wasn’t just survivalbut sacred preparation to heal others? You see, movements don’t start with perfection.They start with people who’ve been wrecked and rebuilt.With people who Read more
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Scarred and Still Sent
You said yes again.Not because it was easybut because God didn’t let the fire die. But even as the vision grows,there are moments you flinch.Moments when the echo of yesterday’s betrayal, burnout, or breakdowntries to convince youyou’re not whole enough to lead forward. But hear this in the marrow of your bones:Scars don’t disqualify youthey Read more
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Dreaming Again
You used to dream with fire.With journals full of promises.With eyes wide open,faith stretched wide. But somewhere along the road,life hit hard.Ministry got heavy.People left.Doors closed.And now the dreams feel distantlike they belonged to a version of you that doesn’t exist anymore. But listenGod never mocked your dreaming.He planted it.And what He plants,He resurrects. You Read more
