Category: Personal Reflection

By someone who did it the right way—and still believes in grace I didn’t come to America fleeing war or poverty. I came on an E-1 visa, as a young engineering graduate from England, having worked my way through college on what was then a first-of-its-kind flexible manufacturing system: the Molins System 24. When IBM…

Lately, I’ve been walking through a season of doubt. Not doubt in God—but in myself. I truly believed I was following His leading when I opened my home and heart to help someone in need. I prayed about it. I waited. I acted in faith. But now the situation is messy. The person I tried…

A Personal Reflection There are moments — even after all the years, the growth, the ministry, the battles already fought and won — when the edge returns. Quietly. Suddenly. The familiar pull to step away from the pain, not because I want to die, but because I want the ache to stop. The heaviness that…

In Galatians 5:22–23, Paul lists the fruit of the Spirit: “love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control.” Patience—longsuffering—is not merely the ability to wait, but how we behave while waiting. And for those of us who walk with Christ, patience is not a passive tolerance, but an active trust in God’s timing. But…

There are times when I find myself carrying a weight that others can’t see—unspoken struggles and burdens that weigh heavily on my heart. Even with a wonderful group of friends around me, there are issues I keep to myself, things I don’t share, that weigh me down in silence. I know I can give it…

She stands at the crossroads, though she may not realize it.The road she’s on has led her to destruction, to isolation, and to a brokenness that feels too heavy to bear. But the moment has come, a pivotal point in time where a decision must be made. I know this moment well—I’ve been there before,…

Letting go was never meant to hurt her. It wasn’t punishment. It wasn’t spite. It was a quiet, trembling decision made after a long season of heartbreak, watching someone I care about spiral and refuse the hand that was there to help. But now… she’s angry. Accusing. Twisting what was meant in love into something…

There are days I move through the world wondering if I’m really where I’m supposed to be. Not doubting God, exactly—but struggling to see Him clearly. I don’t always hear His voice. I don’t always feel His hand. And sometimes, I walk forward simply because there’s no peace in standing still. Recently, I returned to…

There’s a line I crossed this week—not out of anger, but out of clarity. I stepped away from someone I deeply care about. Someone I’ve tried to help. Someone I’ve loved enough to hurt for. She’s in self-destruction mode. Every time something good rises in her life, she tears it down before it can take…

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…