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ALOHA from Lou: Story

Beginning. Middle. End
Rising action. Falling action.
Climaxes and Twists


These are the things that make up our lives.

I love a good story. A thrilling adventure. One where the hero saves the day.

I have watched more movies, followed numerous TV shows and read multiple books that have this format.

The older I get I realize that the story I crave is the not the story I live.

I chose to let the bad guys win. I chose a life of ease. I chose to selfishness over selflessness.

We were created for exploring, making and worship.

You would think living in Hawaii I would be doing something epic and exciting every opportunity I had.

And I did in the beginning; when new wasn’t a choice, it was a way of life.

After a while though, unknown became known and routine filled the schedule.

I began to tame my story.

I was watching life through the window.

But I was fool to think it could be restricted.

When we are following the call of God we are on the greatest adventure of our life.

Hawaii or Florida, mountains or valleys, God’s call is an untamable creature.

Like a wave, full of power and beauty; an unstoppable force of nature. Surfers do not try to contain and tame the waves they ride them! They go where the waves are, they seek them out and they know their power. This week a surfing contest has been postponed for 3 days because the swell they thought was coming hasn’t come yet. Man can not tell the waves when to rise.

Admire the beauty, respect the power and most importantly ride; Ride His story. God took me to Hawaii but this not the end of my story,  Just the middle.


Live the story you crave by riding His story.

What I am reading:
Creature Called Stories by Marshall Coleman (what inspired this post, such powerful and simple truths to wrestle with)

What I am watching
Avenger Infinity war trailer (watched it like a billion times already)
This is Us (These last 3 episodes have proven this show is in my top 5 of favorite TV shows ever)
Punisher (Brutal but the best Marvel TV show in a while)

What I am listening to:
Two by Sleeping at Last (So much truth packed into a song! Loving his enneagram project!)
Shane & Shane
John Mark McMillan

Love Even for You, Even Me.

"Look, I know God loves me and all but

And why? I mean why me?

I've done some pretty bad things. Stuff I don't think I should share.


I mean pretty bad for anyone my age.

Like I've *********************** ********************** ****************** *********** ************ ***************** ********* ********. And that's not even half.

But He loves even me.

God. God loves me. God. Loves. Me. Me?

Makes no sense.

I'm glad it doesn't."


Aren't you as well? 


Romans 5:2-5 Through him we have also obtained access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in hope of the glory of God. More than that, we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us. 

Science For God's Sake

"I knew that I thought I knew everything.

Whatever I saw in a textbook or lab. It had to be true.


I was 'a man of science for God's sake!'

Then I met my wife. She believed and I didn't. But for some reason her love worked. Tough. Honest. Maybe sometimes brutal. But gracious. Patient. Unconditional.

After all I've done. Who I am. What I said. There's no way I can deny. There is too much connection with us. Too much so called 'coincidence' with this guy Jesus.

I don't know everything after all and I'm okay with that. But I know this same guy Jesus, is as real as anything I've ever experienced.

You know, I guess I still am a man of science, for God's sake."


 Deuteronomy 30:6 "The LORD your God will change your heart and the hearts of all your descendants, so that you will love him with all your heart and soul and so you may live!"

ALOHA from Lou: Faithfulness



This is the first word that comes to mind when I describe my first month here on Maui. There are so many other words that I could use, like adventurous, stunning, beautiful - the list goes on - but the word faithful has taken on new meaning since I have been here.

I have always known God is faithful, but I feel like this month I truly have been experiencing it. I have been blessed with amazing hikes, swimming under waterfalls, surfing before work, breathtaking views and an incredible group of people to share these experiences with. My jaw hurts from dropping so much. I still can’t believe this is my life now.

But I can’t help but ask…why, God?

Why me? What did I do to deserve this?  


I don’t deserve to be here; I have made countless mistakes and caused hurt in a multitude of relationships, and there are people way more qualified to be here than me. I remember when I told my youth group back home that I was leaving, one of my students/friends walked up to me and said God kept on putting the statement “Well done, good and faithful servant” in his head for me.

I brushed off the comment because in my mind all I did was take a job in Hawaii. It wasn’t a reward - I was leaving a job I felt I was good at, I had a good schedule, I was satisfied with my community and the friendships I had. So when I felt God was calling me out into the unknown, of course I was dragging my heels a little bit. I was scared to death to drop everything I knew to come here.  If you read my post from August 8 I talk about those fears. After being here for a month I can say with confidence it could only be by God’s faithfulness that I am here.

God is revealing himself in ways that I could have never imagined!

I had forgotten what new tasted like. I had lost my passion for adventure. I didn’t know that I could call a group of strangers my ohana after a week of knowing them.

He has awakened a heart of humility in me.

All the fears I had before, God crushed with his faithfulness.

There is beauty and peace on the other side of fear.


And to think I would not have learned these truths if I stayed where it was safe, where I knew the routine and felt comfortable.

I know I am in the honeymoon phase of being on Maui (this place is literally called the ‘honeymoon island’), but God has been so faithful to let it last this long. I am excited to share with you what God is teaching me with these bi-monthly posts.


What you can be praying for:
-That God keeps the honeymoon phase going as long as it can.
-That God would provide volunteers can step up to our Friday night service

What I am listening to:
-Rescuer by Rend Collective
-Stick and Stones by Kings Kaleidoscope
-The Outfield by The Night Game
-A lot of Sleeping at Last

What I am reading:
Finish by Jon Acuff
Explicit Gospel by Matt Chandler

What I am watching:
-It (scariest movie I have ever seen but it was so good!)
-This is Us starts this week!

Hurricane Harvey: Losing Everything

"It's all gone.
Shocked can't describe it,
I guess.

Seven feet of water?
Are you kidding me?
How can this...or we...
and now we still got a foot out here in the street days after?

I don't know...

We've been here 34 years.
Now our kid's pictures are torn up.
Family trips up north.
Their letters from elementary school.
I guess they're only a memory like they say, you know?

Thirty-four years,
everything was okay here.
Now thirty-four years has been washed away, just like that.

But we're still standing, I guess.
I mean,
aren't we?" 

A voice that reflects the same thought of so many devastated by the flood waters of Harvey in Texas (and, now, even those left in Irma's path). So many asking the same questions. If you feel led to extend a helping hand there is always something you can do.

  1. Pray consistently and specifically for those affected.
  2. Give to a relief organization that is helping in the recovery process (do your research and pray about which to choose).
  3. If you are free and/or able, give of your time at some point. Whether that means collecting supplies or heading to locations for rebuilding.

The recovery process will be going on long after it's reported. May God work in all our hearts to help our neighbors who are hurting no matter what storm they are affected by.



Matthew‬ ‭5:3-4‬ ‭ESV‬‬
"Blessed are the poor in spirit,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

Blessed are those who mourn,
for they shall be comforted.”

Preston's Story: Boxed In

I grew up in a box.

My entire life, I have grown up sheltered and protected. Comfortable. Safe.


I have spent the last nineteen years of my life growing up in Spring, Texas, surrounded by my loving family and friends. I was brought up and raised in the United Methodist Church. My family and I attended the same church since before I was born, so I have seen it all. 

I went to preschool there, I was baptized there, received my third grade Bible there, and was confirmed there. My church was always a part of my life. Even during the summer, I frequented many a Vacation Bible School in that church. However, I was not always happy to be there. 

For most of my childhood, I found church to be boring. I wanted no part in waking up early on the weekend to sing old hymns and listen to an old guy talk for what seemed like an hour and a half. I mean, I always believed in God and knew He loved me, but I did not like having to go to church to be reminded of it.

When I was in middle school, I hit rock-bottom in my faith journey. I disliked going to church more than ever, I had few friends in my youth group, and I hid in the back of the classroom during Sunday School and never once dared to open my mouth and speak. It was also during this time that my father was unemployed yet again, and my family was struggling just to get by. 

I began to doubt God’s presence in my life. I doubted God’s presence in general. I was angry with God. I kept asking “why?”, “why would God put my family through this?”. I know God heard all of this, so He began to do something about it. Not long after, I began to see and feel God working in my life in a very powerful way.

Within a very short amount of time, my dad found steady work, and I was given an opportunity that would change the course of my life forever. One of the adults in my youth group convinced me to go on a middle school mission trip the summer after my eighth grade year. To say the least, I was extremely hesitant to go. But for some reason I felt a calling to attend, so I packed my bags and headed out. 

A few months ago, I had the privilege of giving a message to my youth group about the importance of people’s presence in our lives. That mission trip is where I began to learn this lesson. Just a few weeks before we left, God placed someone very special in my life. My youth group had just gotten a new youth leader and I was hopeful for a fresh start. 

Similarly to me, this was one of his first youth trips, so we were both equally nervous about this event. But over the course of several days, we got to know not only each other, but also the amazing people around us, and my faith journey took off like a rocket. My new youth leader and friends made me feel so welcomed and loved, which is something I had never felt in my church life before, and it was incredible.

From that moment on, I hardly ever missed a youth function. I suddenly loved going to church and getting to learn all that I could about our Lord Jesus Christ. Along the way, strengthening friendships and making new ones. During this time, He taught me so much about faith and life, and he became such a role model for me. 

Eventually, I felt led to share my faith in various leadership roles, whether it be serving on the leadership team, or singing in the youth band, or giving messages about conquering fear or the power of presence. By the time I graduated high school, I was so in love with God, my church family, my friends, and the comfort that each brought to me.

But now, I am beginning a new chapter in my life. I am stepping out of that box that I am all too comfortable with.


I am now a freshman at Texas A&M University in College Station, Texas. I am transitioning to a life of independence, where I am solely responsible for myself, and that can be kind of scary. And it is, but I feel so much better because of all that I have learned through my faith journey. I know how to tell right from wrong, how to act, and how to be a man of God.

I also know that whenever those long, lonely nights come when I am so homesick that it hurts, I know that I am never alone. I always have God by my side, guiding me through this crazy thing called life. But it took a lot to get me here.

I know I would not be where I am today without God and His grace.


Matthew 19:26 “And Jesus said to them, ‘With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.’”

Song for a Storm

"How long have I been in this storm?


So overwhelmed by the ocean's shapeless form

Water's getting harder to tread
With these waves crashing over my head

If I could just see you
Everything would be all right
If I'd see you
This darkness would turn to light"

 -"Storm" by Lifehouse


Whether you're in a physical storm or you're getting hit with one spiritually. (Or you're even in both). Here is a song that might reflect what you're feeling and give you some hope.  

 PSALMS 107:28-29 (ESV) “Then they cried to the Lord in their trouble, and he delivered them from their distress. He made the storm be still, and the waves of the sea were hushed.”

Homeless Writer: Writing for Connection

"Not asking for money, or food, thanks. 

Didn't read my sign, did ya?"

The faded cardboard reads: 



"We all out here livin' by the bridges for a reason. Somethin' happened. Somethin' we did. 

But you can change everything if you keep yourself educated. Educated and believe He (pointing above) is with ya.

Y'know, the way I see it, y'all ain't needin' to be here for me. I could be here for you. That's why I write things like this. That's why I got this sign. I like talkin' to ya.

Now stay educated. And be blessed!"


A man with nothing who asks for nothing.

He cares more about sharing a connection with people than he does about begging for his next meal. All from something he writes.


Anything you do, any gift, any passion, even any burden, can be used for a purpose for the Lord.

Resources are not always necessary.

Especially when opportunities for connection are within other eyes.

John 14:12 (ESV) “Truly, truly, I say to you, whoever believes in me will also do the works that I do; and greater works than these will he do, because I am going to the Father." 

An Indian Christian: A 'Different Looking' Follower

"It has always been that people assume because I am from India, I can't be anything close to them. As if my humanity is not enough.

They are surprised when I say I am a Christian. They expect me to be someone else.

That just makes me laugh and irritated all at once. 

I laugh because I am part of one the oldest denominations in the world. Dating back to the family of one of the Apostles. But longevity doesn't truly matter. Only God does. 

And then I am irritated because all they see is not just a brown man, but a different looking brown man. I still have an accent people make fun of behind my back. 

I am Indian but why should that matter so much? You are white American. Why should that matter so much? We create so much of this and learn it. 'Yes, but he is African-American. She is Korean. That family is from Guatemala...' why is that so important? 

Shouldn't what matters is we are God's?

Brown, Black, White, Yellow, Blue, Green-any color or shape you can think of-that is the amazing thing about Our God. He invites us all if we are willing. Despite ourselves and our problems and our sins and our evils and our eyes that cause us to see things so unclearly, God remains the same.

And because of our God, King Jesus, everyone is welcome if they are willing.



May we draw closer to see everyone, no matter who they are, what they do, or how they look, in the one way God intended us to see. Through His eyes. 

Colossians 3:9-11 (MSG) Don’t lie to one another. You’re done with that old life. It’s like a filthy set of ill-fitting clothes you’ve stripped off and put in the fire. Now you’re dressed in a new wardrobe. Every item of your new way of life is custom-made by the Creator, with his label on it. All the old fashions are now obsolete. Words like Jewish and non-Jewish, religious and irreligious, insider and outsider, uncivilized and uncouth, slave and free, mean nothing. From now on everyone is defined by Christ, everyone is included in Christ.

Stories From the Community: Summer Outreach CAN'T End

Below are pieces of stories from various people that many friends and churches had the opportunity to serve this summer:


"I didn't think people do this sort of thing in the suburbs anymore. I've needed real help since my husband passed but was always afraid of who to ask. Thank you."-Mrs. Z.(From A Local Youth Outreach)

 "You know, I've heard friends say 'Christians are all talk'. And then they 'only do things for themselves. Build bigger buildings. Pay for salaries. Care for only people who go and pay for their nice establishments.' That kind of thing. But the people who say that they...well...they just haven't met you all yet." -A Nursing Home Resident (International Mission Trip)

 "You were an answer to my prayers. I know people must say that all the time. But I haven't had anyone come to my house, just to speak or listen in nearly 2 years. To me if all people. What did I do to deserve something like this? I don't know. My heart is filled. God is so good isn't He?"-Alice, (From Another Local Youth Outreach)

"Eagerness to be the hands and feet of Jesus. We appreciate this. This is what we need. It's what the world needs. Keep it going, friends." -Mr. & Mrs. H, (A Weekly Homeless Outreach)


If you have committed yourself in making Christ Jesus the whole point of your story, then these stories are not just from the special faces who shared them.


They're your's. Only from the opposite side.

Not to simply share as a one time thing. Not to only do on a trip or with your "church peeps". 

But to be eager in acting out what caused them time and time again.

For God, who revived your story from a darkened plot, has kept you going.


Show this world the reason for that every chance you get. 

Mark‬ ‭10:43-45‬ ‭(CEB) “But that’s not the way it will be with you. Whoever wants to be great among you will be your servant. Whoever wants to be first among you will be the slave of all, for the Son of Man didn’t come to be served but rather to serve and to give his life to liberate many people."

To The Student Living Post "Summer Spiritual High"

"I never imagined I'd experience God like this." "This has been the best week of my life." "I finally felt God's presence!"


"I've never had a better night than this night, right here." "Worship has never been greater than these past two nights." "I'll never be the same after this!"

"I can't wait to share the all the stories from this week!"

This might've been your story.

A life-changing, faith-building week from a one-of-a-kind experience. One that makes makes you so excited just thinking about it, all you want to do is leap.

Maybe you made a declaration of sorts to friends. Said it yourself. To your youth leader. Maybe even to the whole youth group on a night to share.

I know I have. Too many times after too many  times. And I've heard them too. Too many times after too many times.

Now I'll be the first to say, it's tough to put into words how incredible it is to see God work in ways unimaginable-especially in students. It's earth shattering. I get more thrilled than I can handle seeing all of these pieces of transformation taking place after waiting to see so many students encounter and begin an authentic relationship with Jesus Christ. As a Youth Minister, it is hard for me to ever stop thinking about those moments when the school year begins.

Yet, what ends up happening most of the time on that Saturday you get back from that camp/mission trip/outreach? (Doesn't matter if you're in 7th grade or you're going to be a mostly mature senior.)


I know what I did. I know what many students have said they've done. We go right back into the flow of how things were before. Hardly changing anything.

With something that you are not just convinced but know has changed your life, with something that has rocked you to the very core of your entire being, with something that has finally brought you to feel and know something unlike anything you've ever experienced or witnessed, (the presence and truth of the One True Christ), does it make sense to just go back to the flow of things? Does it make sense to tame the faith that is yearning to leap?

Let's say I go back to the moment when I first truly fell in love with my wife.

My heart is crumbling, yet it's stronger than it has ever been. My knees are weak, yet I'm floating above my head. My eyes are wide, yet they're more focused than they ever could be. A intense yet gentle, easy yet stirring, calm yet passionate sensation fills my mind as well as my gut. And it runs like a sweeping shock from the tips of the longest hair on my head, to the last skin cell on the bottom of my feet.

Then she tells me she feels the same way.

For the moment beyond moments, all darkness within and around has somehow vanished altogether. No negatives. No worries. No anger. No doubts. No selfish pride. It's gone. Light unlike anything else has become a cool, burning entity inside of me. Feels like I could hold it in the center of my hands. All from this encounter of romantic love.


Would it make sense for me to feel this to only then walk back to my normal life?

Would it make sense to live just like I was? And then sometimes acknowledge to this woman only when I need her, or feel like it, or "that one time" that extraordinary feeling hit me?

Absolutely not!

I would do exactly what I did in the first place. I'd do everything I could to spend the rest of my life with her, no matter the sacrifice or changes that would come.

I'd take the leap.

It's the same after your life-altering summer trips. If you experienced a "spiritual high" or a feeling that you're not sure you could ever feel again, don't just leave it at that camp or that outreach or that trip.

Do everything you can to make changes where you can in your life. Just don't continue to go with the norm. (No, dropping school shouldn't be an option.) Start with minor shifts. Like as your summer experiences taught you, most often, getting out of your normal circumstances leads to growth. Get uncomfortable.

At home, put away the Xbox one hour earlier than normal. Get off the phone or tablet a bit more. Join your family for an actual meal at the table (and talk to them).

At school, get to know one person new a week (or month if a week frightens you). Sign up to serve somewhere local once a semester. Sit with the forgotten person at lunch just once and see what happens.

Every day, read one verse of scripture a day. God's been showing and speaking through it for thousands of years and will continue to do so (there's literally an app for that. It even has 1-3 minute devotional last to help you understand. Enticing videos and podcasts as well. Who doesn't have 3 minutes? Or even 60 seconds???). Pray for a few minutes as you get ready for the day to thank God for all that you have (opportunities, experiences and/or blessings).

There are enormous amounts of options for minor change that can lead to enormous growth. 

Still unsure? Kind of afraid? Don't worry. I've been there (3rd grade to 11th grade and parts of college) much much more than I'd like to admit. 

It might be hazy. Probably unpredictable and choppy.


It might even feel like your drowning at times. But try. Keep trying. And do.

Be genuine. Be real. Be loving. Share a semblance of that life-changing spark in you.


And lift your head to the One above the surface.


Then when the mundane life of before starts to settle in...


And you feel like you hit this... 


Or come across this... 


Which makes you want to remove yourself and shut off the world...


Know that you are never truly alone.


You have Someone who listens even when you start to question your experiences.


And God's people and church are never too far away to talk to and surround yourself with.  


Don't teter on the edge of where you've been and where you hope to go as the currents roll by. Do what that spark of faith has been calling you to do since summer...


Stand up...


Move forward...




The pages of your new chapter have opened. It just needs your story. 

God showed you He is ready. There is more ahead.


So take that leap and write it.


Philippians 1:6 (MSG) "There has never been the slightest doubt in my mind that the God who started this great work in you would keep at it and bring it to a flourishing finish on the very day Christ Jesus appears."

Philippians3:12-16‬ ‭(MSG‬‬“I’m not saying that I have this all together, that I have it made. But I am well on my way, reaching out for Christ, who has so wondrously reached out for me. Friends, don’t get me wrong: By no means do I count myself an expert in all of this, but I’ve got my eye on the goal, where God is beckoning us onward—to Jesus. I’m off and running, and I’m not turning back. So let’s keep focused on that goal, those of us who want everything God has for us. If any of you have something else in mind, something less than total commitment, God will clear your blurred vision—you’ll see it yet! Now that we’re on the right track, let’s stay on it.”

Bridge Folks: Just Water

"Thank you," she says with a voice that sounds like it's been swallowing sand.  


She takes the water bottle offered to get and chugs it in seconds. Her breath is heavy. Panting and huffing.

She places one hand on her knee, the other leaning on the car door. 

"I didn't...think anyone would ever stop. That's all I needed. Just some water." 

She takes a few more breaths. 

"Not trying to hurt anybody. Wish people understood that. I don't want to be down here...I just...

Anyways, thanks for the water. I really do appreciate it. Have a blessed day."


 Deuteronomy‬ ‭15:7-8 “If among you, one of your brothers should become poor, in any of your towns within your land that the Lord your God is giving you, you shall not harden your heart or shut your hand against your poor brother, but you shall open your hand to him and lend him sufficient for his need, whatever it may be.”

It's as simple as stopping for 60 seconds in your 'busy' day of getting from one place to another and extending a hand with a water bottle.

It's as powerful as letting someone know that you see them. That they still matter on this planet. They matter to you. And they matter to God.

Do not stop helping those in need just because they might not 'fit in your plans'. Because in this story of following Jesus, they should always be part of it. 

Michael's Story: God in the Art

I wrote
Not sure of when
But I did


It became a passion
Shorts were all I knew
But then I grew


Learning of poems
Writing less of what I know
And more of what I learn


Days are fuller
The nights aren’t empty
It’s Him who comforts me


I don’t fear opinions
The thoughts of them
The ones that don’t matter


Instead I write for me
for the people around
sharing what I think


the stories, the poems
about my life and others
ones we see, the ones unheard


not stopping
always creating



"I wrote this poem in the front of my notebook as a reminder to never stop creating and sharing what I want to. I’ve written so much and only shared a handful of it with others but after receiving positive feedback I’m more confident in my writing.

I don’t fear what others will say.

I go through enough stress picking the right words to say as I write to stress over whether someone won’t like what I write.

Over the month of April, I detached myself from social media to write more, because I felt I needed to. Praying constantly throughout, I didn’t hear a voice or have God show up in a dream, but there was an urge in me to share my work and allow it to leave the screen of my computer.

I would love to say God writes for me, but He’s given the gift of letting me write and I couldn’t be more grateful."



Isaiah 64:8: "But now, O Lord, you are our Father; we are the clay, and you are our potter; we are all the work of your hand."

As a being of the Ultimate Artist, may you also create.

May it be a reflection of The One who made you.

And let that art not just be with a device or pen, but with your heartbeat and your soul.  


A Friend: Mom Again

 "They treated her like an animal. She was just a little girl.

They put her in a place like a cage. Clothes were never changed. Never cared for properly with food or bathroom.


I didn't know if I could take her in. Only because I already had taken in four other girls who weren't my own. All different dads...different moms. Some related, others not.

I thought I was done after raising my own kids. I didn't think I could be a mom again. I didn't think I could do this. Not at my age.

But these girls...they've blessed me more than anything. Now they have more they could ever have before.

God works, you know. I believe that. And He continues to. God works in mysterious ways."


2 John‬ ‭1:5-6 ‭“And now I ask you, dear lady—not as though I were writing you a new commandment, but the one we have had from the beginning—that we love one another. And this is love, that we walk according to his commandments; this is the commandment, just as you have heard from the beginning, so that you should walk in it.”

May your love never be too fearful for another adventure. Seize it with an open heart and wide arms.

Mac's Story: Punk to Pastor

"The first picture is of a teenage punk.

A punk who used to believe that relationship with God was only meant for the time spent within the walls of the church. A kid who would lift his hands up to the Lord in worship and, a day later, lift his middle finger up toward others openly.

1st picture (flipping off the camera)

1st picture (flipping off the camera)

The second picture is of a kid who finally began to understand who God was. How the most important parts of that relationship often happen outside the church walls. Here, this kid fell in love with God's word and wanted to let everyone know about it.  

2nd picture (preaching on a Sunday morning)

2nd picture (preaching on a Sunday morning)

One, full of stupidity and flaws, the other full of knowledge and growth.

Both Jesus loves deeply. Both are me.

How I got from picture one to picture two could be said in one word: Grace.

By grace my ears were opened to listen.

By grace I was surrounded by people who pointed me in God’s direction.

By grace God stirred my heart to pursue ministry full-time, go to seminary, and begin the process of one day becoming a pastor.

Only by grace."


Colossians‬ ‭3:9-10 "Don’t lie to each other. Take off the old self with its practices and put on the new self, which is renewed in knowledge by conforming to the image of the One who created it.”‬

We've all done something we regret. Sometimes we might think of our past selves as someone we despise. But Christ wants us regardless. He wants you.

And He has a plan for your story. By grace.


Think of something you're not exactly proud of doing. How did God use that to show you how far you've come in your journey? We'd love for you to share in the comments!