Category: Personal Reflection

I’ve long believed that you can never truly go back. That idea was born when I left England for America. It was only supposed to be a two-year assignment, but two years became a lifetime. In those early years, I would occasionally return on business trips. But each time I did, I found the place…

For the One Who Sees Her Choose the Life That’s Breaking Her She lives in the ache.It’s familiar there. Predictable. Numb. She has wrapped herself in a lifestyle that promises control—but delivers chaos.She doesn’t ask for help—only favors.She doesn’t want closeness—only comfort on her terms.She doesn’t let anyone in too far—because too far means too…

A Reflection for the One Still Running I see you. Not just the version you show the world, but the soul behind it—the one who’s tired, even when you laugh… the one who keeps reaching for the very things that are hurting you. And I care.That’s why this is so hard. Because I’ve wanted to…

There’s a kind of pressure that follows those who care deeply—especially those who walk with others through pain, addiction, confusion, or loss. The pressure to say the right thing.To have the right answers.To do the right thing in the right way so no one walks away hurt or broken. But here’s the truth: People aren’t…

A Shared Struggle, A Shared Grace “I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do.”—Romans 7:15 She’s stuck in a cycle she hates.He’s stuck trying to fix what he can’t control.She aches to change but doesn’t know how.He aches to help…

(A Companion to “The Change She Knows She Needs”) He sees it.The heaviness in her eyes. The restlessness. The pain she doesn’t talk about.Something inside her is hurting, stuck, lost—and he wants to fix it. Because that’s what he does.That’s what he’s good at. Fix the broken thing.Patch the leak.Solve the problem. But she’s not…

She doesn’t need anyone to tell her her life is a mess.She already knows. She feels it in the quiet moments, when the noise dies down and she’s left alone with herself. She feels it in her body, in the stress that never leaves, in the regret that follows every decision that promised comfort but…

“Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves, for the rights of all who are destitute.Speak up and judge fairly; defend the rights of the poor and needy.”—Proverbs 31:8–9 (NIV) There’s a difference between meddling in someone else’s conflict and stepping in out of righteous compassion. One is driven by pride, emotion, or a…

Introduction: As I look back on my life, I’m humbled by the journey I’ve walked—one that has not always been clear or easy, but one that God has used to shape me in ways I could never have imagined. There were years I wasn’t walking with God. In fact, there were years when I was…