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I Choose Today to Hope in the Stump: Remnant Series – Part 3

There’s something sobering about the image of a stump. A tree once full of life—cut down. Only the base remains. Silent. Lifeless. Forgotten. Have you ever felt like that? Like everything familiar has been stripped away? Like all that’s left of a dream, a relationship, or a season is a flat, broken remnant of what once was? In Isaiah 6:13, the Lord speaks of Israel being cut down in judgment, saying, “As a terebinth or oak leaves a stump when it is cut down, so the holy seed will be the stump in the land.” It’s easy to read that and feel the heaviness. But tucked into that verse is a flicker of hope: The stump isn’t dead. There’s a seed still alive within it. It may not look like much—but with God, it’s enough. Throughout Scripture, God has a history of bringing life from unlikely places. Sarah’s womb, declared barren. Ruth’s life, marked by loss. David’s forgotten lineage. Jesus’ death and resurrection. Again and again, God begins in places the world calls finished. The stump may look like the end—but with God, it’s the beginning. Isaiah 11:1 says, “Out of the stump of David’s family will grow a shoot—yes,

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I Choose Today to Be Faithful One Step at a Time Remnant Series – Part 2

Faithfulness. It’s not flashy. It doesn’t always get recognition. But it’s the heartbeat of a remnant life. I used to think that to make a difference in this world, I needed to do something big—start a movement, lead the charge, fix everything. But what I’m learning, step by step, is that faithfulness rarely looks like a spotlight. More often, it looks like quiet obedience in the small things. It looks like saying yes to Jesus on an ordinary Tuesday. It looks like choosing mercy instead of retaliation. It looks like staying rooted in the Word when distractions pull hard. It looks like following Rabboni—my Teacher—as I’m still learning. Because the truth is, before I can go out and make disciples, I have to be one. I have to walk with Him. Watch Him. Learn from Him. Fail and try again. Receive grace and give it away. Step by step. That’s why Micah 6:8 is such a lifeline for me: “And what does the Lord require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.” That’s it. No 10-step plan. No public platform required. Just justice. Mercy. Humility. One step at a time, with

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I Choose Today to Trust the Process: Podcast Episode 7

https://media.blubrry.com/3562980/content.blubrry.com/3562980/I_Choose_Today_to_Trust_the_Process_Clean.mp3Podcast: Play in new window | Download (Duration: 17:39 — 14.1MB) | EmbedSubscribe: Apple Podcasts | RSSWe’ve all been there—stuck in a season of waiting, wondering if God hears us. The tension of the unknown can feel heavy. Waiting tests our faith. It stirs doubts. It can make us question God’s timing. But what if waiting isn’t wasted? What if it’s the very space where God does His deepest work? Today, I want to talk about what it really looks like to trust the process—not just conceptually, but in the middle of real life. Whether you’re waiting for healing, direction, provision, or peace, there are four postures that have helped me stay grounded in the wait.   1. Position Yourself with Expectancy   Habakkuk said, “I will climb to my watchtower and wait to see what the Lord says” (Habakkuk 2:1). He intentionally pulled away from the noise and made space to listen. That’s what positioning ourselves looks like—it’s setting our hearts in expectancy, even when everything feels silent. Just like Zacchaeus climbing a tree to see Jesus, sometimes faith means doing the small, intentional thing to prepare for a big encounter. “Just as a seed takes time to break

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Even in the Silence, He Is There (As featured on (in)courage)

The world didn’t stop. It kept turning, kept moving forward, as though nothing had changed. But for me, everything had. I remember stepping outside that tragic morning, my heart shattered beyond words. My neighbor stood in his yard, watering his flowers, exclaiming about what a beautiful June day it was. I could barely comprehend his words. How could anything be beautiful in this moment? My voice came out flat, almost detached from the reality crashing around me:“Well, my son just died, so I don’t know how beautiful a day it is.” Grief has a way of making everything around you feel distant, like you’re watching life from behind a thick pane of glass. You see it, but you’re not part of it. You exist in a different space—one that is heavy with sorrow and filled with deafening silence. Had God forgotten me? I had always believed in His presence, but grief has a way of testing even the deepest faith. If God was with me, why did I feel so alone? Why did my prayers seem to go unanswered? And how was I even supposed to pray in this kind of pain? What does one say to the Almighty when

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I Choose Today to Drop the Labels Episode 6 – The I Choose Today Series

https://media.blubrry.com/3562980/content.blubrry.com/3562980/I_Choose_Today_to_Drop_the_Label_Clean.mp3Podcast: Play in new window | Download (Duration: 13:01 — 10.4MB) | EmbedSubscribe: Apple Podcasts | RSSHave you ever carried a label that someone else gave you? One that stuck to your heart and became part of how you saw yourself? Maybe it was a word spoken in anger, or a judgment passed down that made its way into your identity. Sometimes, the labels aren’t even names people call us—they’re words we use to summarize our own pain. “Lazy.” “Too emotional.” “Not enough.” I’ve carried some of those labels, too. And for a long time, one of the most painful was the word “stupid.” That label was spoken over me when I was young, and it shaped how I walked into school, how I viewed challenges, and how I saw myself in the world. I was placed in a “remedial” group because I didn’t learn the way others did, and the system didn’t know what to do with that. Instead of getting the help I needed, I was just passed along—and the label followed me from grade to grade. By the time I reached high school, I wasn’t reading above a fifth-grade level. I didn’t understand grammar or composition. And

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