Category: My Calling

From an early age, I sensed there was a divine calling on my life—a pull toward ministry that I couldn’t quite explain, but couldn’t ignore either. Still, like many who feel unworthy or unready, I ran. I made excuses. I tried to outrun the weight of that calling with distractions and detours. But you can only run so far before grace catches up.

Eventually, God brought me to a place where I had nothing left to stand on but Him. He stripped away the pride, the plans, and the illusions of control—cutting me down, not to destroy me, but to rebuild me. What felt like the end was actually the beginning. He didn’t discard the stump—I was the stump. And He chose to breathe life back into me.

Today, by His mercy and power, I’m walking in that calling I once feared. I’m not just surviving—I’m thriving, winning souls for the Eternal Kingdom and watching God use the very life I thought was too broken. All glory goes to Him. He didn’t just redeem my story—He rewrote it. And I praise Him every day for what He continues to do in and through me.