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I've been rather dispondent here lately, thinking "How did I get here?" I was raised in church, yet never really DISCIPLED. Week after week, I sat in pews, sang the songs, and listened to the sermons. I knew the Bible stories, the right church lingo, and the motions of faith. But for most of my life, no one ever came alongside me in a way that said, “Let’s walk this out together. Let’s follow Jesus side by side, in the everyday, not just on Sundays.” There was one season, th

You’re Not the Only One Who’s Felt This Way There’s a moment in Psalm 13 where David says, “How long, Lord? Will you forget me forever?” That’s not poetic fluff. That’s a real man, crying out from a real place of feeling abandoned.

Freedom comes when the shame breaks. When you talk to another brother. When you stop trying to “white knuckle” your way through it and finally say, “This is where I’m struggling.”