I’m a 45 year old pastor and I’m unashamed to say…
I’ve been entrusted with platforms, pulpits, and promises.
But while those things matter, the Lord has always emphasized what I do when no one is watching.
Your secret place is the soil of your public life. It will grow authority or it will grow performance. The same man can carry weight or carry noise depending on what’s cultivated behind the closed door.
What you feed in private doesn’t stay in private… it announces itself in the room. Your hidden life will write your public reputation.
Jesus said:
“But when you pray, go into your room and shut the door and pray to your Father who is in secret. And your Father who sees in secret will reward you.” (Matthew 6:6, ESV)
And again:
“For nothing is hidden that will not be made manifest, nor is anything secret that will not be known and come to light.” (Luke 8:17, ESV)
You will either carry a weight that was built in the closet…or you will wear a name that crumbles in the crisis.
So here’s the answer:
Seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness. (Matthew 6:33)
Because whatever is cultivated in private… will eventually be crowned in public.
There are moments in life when you realize that God’s timing is deeper than anything we could have planned.
My wife left for Israel just one day before the conflict between Israel and Iran escalated. None of us expected how quickly things would unfold. Yet before she even boarded the plane, we had been praying. There was already a sense that this trip was more than travel — it was assignment.
She went with @eagleswings.travel alongside 120 women who call themselves “Esthers,” arriving during the days surrounding Purim — a time that celebrates courage, intercession, and God’s deliverance of His people.
While they were there, sirens sounded and they found themselves in bomb shelters. But what moved me the most was hearing how they responded. There was no panic in their voices. No loss of faith. Instead, these women lifted their voices in prayer. They worshiped. They interceded. They believed that God had sent them there for such a time as this.
Even in the shelter, they knew they were on assignment.
And just like the God we serve always does — He made a way of escape.
Today we welcomed my wife home at the airport, surrounded by friends and family who came to celebrate her safe return. My heart is full of gratitude. Grateful for God’s protection. Grateful for His mission in the earth. And deeply grateful to have my wife back home.
Sometimes the story God is writing is bigger than we understand in the moment. But He is faithful through every chapter.
Welcome home, my love. ❤️
I’m a pastor and I’m not ashamed to say this.
There were seasons where my study was for Sunday — not for me.
I handled the Word so I could preach it…
But I wasn’t always letting the Word handle me.
God had anointed me to preach.
But my private time with Him felt dry.
Mechanical.
Unfulfilling.
And I had to confront something:
You can be called publicly…
And still be starving privately.
Everything shifted when I stopped reading for sermons
And started feasting for survival.
When I opened the Scriptures not to prepare a message —
But to be shaped.
To be corrected.
To be undone.
To be filled.
And something came alive again.
Now I don’t preach to get something out.
I preach from overflow.
Because when the Word dwells richly in you,
It doesn’t need to be forced out of you.
It flows.
Praise is not 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹. “I’ll leave that up to the young folk.”
Praise is not 𝗰𝘂𝗹𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗹. “That’s just not my style. I’m way more reserved.”
Praise is not 𝗲𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹. “It doesn’t take all that.”
Praise is 𝗕𝗜𝗕𝗟𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗟. 🙌🏾🙌🏾
𝙇𝙚𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙇𝙤𝙧𝙙. 𝙋𝙨𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙨 𝟭𝟱𝟬:𝟲.
Faith will take you beyond what you feel like. When God’s people show up, He shows up. I'm so honored and privelaged not just “go” but to be “invited” and be sent by the Lord to do His work!
What an amazing human. Happy Mother’s Day. The way you do what you do for our kids, family and house… I'm really at a loss for words. Also the way you mother your spiritual children…Your heart is so big and I'm so blessed to do life with you. Mama Bear 🐻
Jesus didn’t declare, “the gates of hell will not prevail,” from a safe place. He said it at Caesarea Philippi — a place known for darkness, idolatry, prostitution, and demonic worship. Right at the gates where people believed the underworld was accessed, Jesus revealed Himself as the true Door.
The Church was never called to hide from darkness. We were called to confront it with light.
We are meant to carry the presence of God into uncomfortable places. Into broken cities. Into addiction, confusion, bondage, and despair. And where the enemy once had gates established, heaven can establish another gate through yielded believers.
Jacob said, “This is the gate of heaven.” Why? Because God was there and angels were ascending and descending.
We are not just escaping darkness. We are invading it with the Kingdom.
The gates of hell will not prevail against a Church that knows Jesus is the Door.
This intense season of warfare is not just about what you’re facing right now. It’s about what’s waiting for you on the other side of it.
Some battles are not just attacks, they are resistance against your future. Resistance against your growth. Resistance against your obedience. Resistance against the next level of authority, maturity, and impact God is bringing you into.
Do not let weariness make you quit in a season that is producing strength in you.
The enemy fights hardest where purpose is greatest. But if God allowed the battle, He also supplied the grace to endure it.
Fight on.
Pray on.
Stand on the Word.
Your future is worth the fight.
Today, worship was lifted in the White House.
In a time where fear, division, and darkness often seem louder than faith, it was powerful to stand in our nation’s capital on the National Day of Prayer and watch the name of Jesus be honored through worship and prayer.
Worship is not just music.
Worship is an invitation.
It creates a door for the presence of the Lord to come through.
Throughout scripture, whenever worship arose, heaven responded. Walls fell. Atmospheres shifted. Hearts turned back to God. Worship has always been one of the ways humanity makes room for divine interruption.
And today, in the White House, worship was lifted.
I left reminded that God is not finished with America. He is still moving in this nation. There is still a remnant praying. There are still voices crying out for righteousness, awakening, and the glory of God to cover the land.
Don’t let the headlines convince you that darkness is winning.
God is still drawing people to Himself.
He is still raising up intercessors.
He is still opening doors no man can shut.
May worship continue to rise from our homes, our churches, our cities, and even the highest places of influence in this nation.
“Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord.” — Psalm 33:12
Your life can change in a day. Have you prepared for that drastic move of God in your life. Millions demand stewardship. Healing demands healthy living. Customers demand a process. Your expectation demands preparation.
My wife and I were living in another country, and I found myself carrying a lot of questions. Did I marry the right person? Did we move too fast having a child? Should I even be pastoring here? It was pressure. It was weight.
In prayer one day, the Lord spoke to me very clearly: get rid of all your regrets.
Then He brought me to the scripture that says Jesus bore our griefs. When I looked deeper into that word “griefs,” I realized it wasn’t just talking about sorrow. It carries the idea of affliction, even mental torment. That shifted something for me. The Lord began to show me that when you live with regret, you are actually living in a form of torment—but Jesus already bore that so you wouldn’t have to.
That night, I made a decision to give God every regret I had. Every “what if,” every second guess, every question about my past decisions. I laid it all down.
And He met me there.
There was a real breakthrough in my life. Not emotional hype, but a deep, internal freedom that changed how I live.
Since that moment, I’ve made up my mind to live without regret. Not because I think I’ve done everything perfectly, but because I trust that God has ordered my steps.
