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She Walks Called, Broken Arrow, OK (2026)

05/26/2026

There’s a war most people never realize they’re in.

Not a war with the world.
A war within themselves.

One side wants comfort.
The other wants calling.

One side wants to stay safe.
The other knows you were made for more.

And the scary part?

Most people spend their entire lives feeding the wrong side.

They silence conviction because it’s inconvenient.
They avoid growth because it feels uncomfortable.
They call it “protecting their peace”…
when really, they’re protecting their excuses.

Because becoming who God called you to be will require the death of who you’ve been comfortable being.

That’s why so many people stay stuck.

Not because they don’t pray.
Not because they don’t believe.
Not because God forgot them.

But because every day they entertain the very mindset that’s keeping them imprisoned.

The truth is:
You cannot walk in freedom while constantly agreeing with fear.

You cannot become disciplined while feeding distraction.
You cannot hear God clearly while drowning in noise.

At some point, you have to decide:

Do you want comfort…
or transformation?

Because they rarely coexist.

And maybe that tension you’ve been feeling lately?
Maybe it isn’t burnout.

Maybe it’s the version of you that God is trying to pull out of you fighting against the version that wants to stay comfortable.

Don’t ignore that feeling.

Some people numb it.
Some people distract themselves from it.
Some people spend years running from it.

But the people who change their lives?
They lean into it.

Because growth almost always feels uncomfortable before it feels rewarding.

And maybe today is the day you stop negotiating with the things God already told you to let go of.

Maybe today is the day you stop shrinking.
Stop delaying.
Stop doubting.
Stop waiting for permission to become who you already know you’re called to be.

You weren’t created to live divided.

05/24/2026

How was service this morning? 🙏🏼

05/22/2026

There’s something deeply moving to me about the story of Ruth because it isn’t loud or dramatic in the way we often expect faith stories to be.

It’s grief.
It’s uncertainty.
It’s choosing to stay when walking away would’ve been easier.

Ruth had every reason to return to what was familiar after losing her husband. No one would’ve blamed her. But instead, she chose loyalty, love, and faithfulness — not because the road ahead looked easy, but because her heart had already decided where it belonged.

“But Ruth replied, ‘Don’t urge me to leave you or to turn back from you. Where you go I will go, and where you stay I will stay. Your people will be my people and your God my God.’”
— Ruth 1:16 (NIV) 📖

That kind of loyalty is rare these days.

We live in a world that teaches people to leave the moment things become inconvenient. Relationships are disposable. Commitment is conditional. Faith can become something we cling to only when life feels good.

But Ruth shows us another way.

She stayed.
She served.
She trusted God even while walking through loss and uncertainty.

And what’s beautiful is that Ruth wasn’t rewarded because she chased status, attention, or comfort. God honored her quiet faithfulness. The kind nobody applauds in the moment. The kind built behind the scenes through sacrifice, humility, and obedience.

“Boaz replied, ‘I’ve been told all about what you have done for your mother-in-law since the death of your husband… May the Lord repay you for what you have done. May you be richly rewarded by the Lord, the God of Israel, under whose wings you have come to take refuge.’”
— Ruth 2:11-12 (NIV) 📖

I think there’s a lesson here for all of us.

Loyalty isn’t just about staying loyal to people.
It’s about staying loyal to God when life doesn’t go the way we planned.

It’s continuing to pray when heaven feels silent.
Continuing to love people when you’ve been hurt.
Continuing to obey even when nobody sees the struggle behind it.

Ruth reminds us that faithfulness in the ordinary matters.
The small acts.
The unseen sacrifices.
The decision to keep walking with God even through heartbreak.

And maybe today, that’s what some of us need to hear:
God still works through loyal hearts.
Not perfect ones.
Not flashy ones.
Just surrendered ones. 🤍

05/17/2026

What was talked about in church this morning? 🤍🙏🏼

05/11/2026

What are you currently reading (aside from/along with the Bible)? My response in the comments. 🤍

05/10/2026

Happy Sunday, Y’all!
To the moms who are exhausted…
The moms hiding in the bathroom just to breathe for five minutes.
The moms carrying invisible burdens while still making dinner, folding laundry, kissing foreheads, and showing up anyway.

This is for you.

Motherhood is holy…
but let’s stop pretending it’s always soft and beautiful.

Sometimes it looks like tears falling into the sink after everyone goes to bed.
Sometimes it looks like praying through anxiety while tiny hands pull at your shirt.
Sometimes it looks like feeling completely touched out, overwhelmed, under appreciated, and still choosing love again the next morning.

Some mothers are grieving today.
Some are missing babies.
Some are waiting for prayers to be answered.
Some are raising children while healing their own inner child at the same time.

And God sees every bit of it.

He sees the sacrifices nobody applauds.
The mental load nobody notices.
The strength it took to keep going when you wanted to fall apart.

Mama, your worth was never measured by a spotless house, a perfect routine, or whether you “kept it all together.”

The fact that you kept loving through the hard days?
That mattered.

You are not failing because you’re tired.
Even Jesus sat down to rest.

Today we honor the women who mother with open hands despite weary hearts.
The women who nurture, protect, pray, comfort, and fight silent battles while still pouring love into others.

You are seen.
You are needed.
You are deeply loved by God.

Happy Mother’s Day! 🤍

05/10/2026

Y’all, I’ve been thinking a lot lately… you know what wrecks me about the woman at the well?
It wasn’t just that she had sinned.
It’s that she had become used to living unseen.

She came to the well alone in the heat of the day because shame will do that to you.
Shame convinces you to avoid people before they can reject you first.
It teaches you to laugh while bleeding.
To survive while dying inside.
To keep showing up with empty buckets, hoping something in this world will finally satisfy the ache in your soul.

Five husbands.
Living with a man who wasn’t her husband.
And honestly? People love to focus on that part because it’s easier to judge brokenness than admit we recognize ourselves in it.

Because maybe our “wells” just look different.

Some of us run to relationships.
Some to attention.
Some to money.
Some to addiction.
Some to anger.
Some to validation.
Some to pretending we’re okay while quietly falling apart behind closed doors.

And the brutal truth?
We keep going back to things that cannot love us back.
Things that cannot heal us.
Things that leave us emptier every single time.

But Jesus.
Jesus walked straight into Samaria, a place religious people avoided, and sat down beside a woman religious people would’ve written off.

He didn’t flinch at her history.
Didn’t avoid her.
Didn’t shame her.
Didn’t pretend her sin wasn’t sin either.

He exposed it… and loved her anyway.

That’s the part that hits me in the chest.

Because we spend so much of our lives terrified that if God really saw every dark corner of us, He’d walk away too.

But He already sees it.
Every addiction.
Every secret.
Every failure.
Every hypocritical moment.
Every night we cried ourselves to sleep.
Every moment we chose the world over Him.
Every time we ran back to the same poison knowing it would destroy us.

And He still sat down at the well.

Still offered living water to people who kept drinking from broken cisterns.

The woman came for water.
She left exposed.
Known.
Convicted.
Changed.

Because one real encounter with Jesus will ruin your appetite for fake fulfillment.

And maybe that’s the uncomfortable question tonight:

What well are we still crawling back to, hoping it’ll save us?

Because if it isn’t Jesus… it will never be enough.

05/04/2026

Let’s get deep for a second.

When I first started to read about Judas Iscariot,it was just another part of Jesus’ story to me and now when I read it, it makes me sick to my stomach… because if we’re being honest, we’re not any better than he was.

We love to act like we’d never be the ones to betray Jesus.
But if we’re really real?

We have.

Not once. Not twice.
Over and over again.

He sold Jesus out for 30 pieces of silver…
and we’ve traded Him for way less than that.

For attention.
For comfort.
For sin we knew was wrong but wanted anyway.

We’ve felt conviction and still did it.
Heard His voice and ignored it.
Knew the truth and chose ourselves anyway.

At least Judas got paid.
We’ve betrayed Jesus for things that didn’t even last past the moment.

And that cross we talk about so easily?
Yeah… that wasn’t just “them.”

That was us too.

Our pride.
Our selfishness.
Our “just this once.”
Our excuses.

All of it.

And the part that absolutely wrecks us is this—

He knew.

He knew we would still choose other things over Him.
He knew we would fail Him, ignore Him, hurt His heart…
and He still went to that cross.

Not because we deserved it.
But because we didn’t.

That kind of love isn’t soft and pretty.
It’s heavy. It confronts us. It exposes us.

And honestly?

How do we keep living the same after realizing what our sin actually cost?

Anyone else feel this deep in their chest? 💔

04/30/2026

You ever realize… some of the things you buried weren’t actually dead?

They were just waiting on the breath of God.

The dreams you gave up on.
The parts of you you thought were too broken.
The faith that felt suffocated under anxiety, grief, and exhaustion.

We call it “over.”
He calls it “not finished.”

There is a sound rising, whether you feel it yet or not.
A stirring in the Spirit that doesn’t ask permission from your doubt.
Heaven is not intimidated by your graveyard.

Chains don’t get the final word.
Depression doesn’t get the final word.
Loss doesn’t get the final word.

God does.

And when He speaks, things shift.
Bones come together.
Breath fills lungs again.
Stone rolls away.

This isn’t passive faith.
This is war.

Not fighting for victory…
but fighting from it.

So if you feel like you’ve been buried too long
hear this:

You are not forgotten.
You are not too far gone.
You are not beyond resurrection.

The same power that called Lazarus out
is still calling today.

So get up.
Shake off the dust.
Pick up your sword.

And speak life over everything that tried to bury you.

Come alive.

04/29/2026

There was a moment before Jesus was crucified…

A crowd was given a choice:

Release a guilty man…
or release Jesus.

One was a known criminal.
The other had done nothing wrong.

And they chose the criminal.

They said his name—Barabbas.

A man who actually deserved punishment…
set free without a fight.
No apology.
No proof he’d changed.

Just… free.

And Jesus?

Beaten.
Mocked.
Torn apart.
Sent to a cross He didn’t deserve.

And I can’t shake this part—

Barabbas didn’t even say thank you.

He just walked away…
while Jesus stayed.

And something in me broke when I realized—

I’ve done the same thing.

Walked away like it didn’t cost anything.
Lived like His suffering was background noise.
Said I loved Him… but still chose everything else first.

I am Barabbas.

I’m the guilty one who got to go free…
while the only innocent One didn’t.

He took my place.

Not because I was ready.
Not because I was worthy.

But because He loves me that much.

And I don’t know how you sit with that
without it undoing you a little…

It should’ve been me.

It should’ve been me on that cross.

But it wasn’t.

It was Jesus.

“For God made Christ, who never sinned, to be the offering for our sin, so that we could be made right with God through Christ.” — 2 Corinthians 5:21 (NLT)

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