WHY I SPEAK — AND WHY I DON’T STOP 🗣

Sometimes people ask me,
“How do you post so much?”

And the answer isn’t discipline.
It isn’t strategy.
It isn’t ambition.

It’s loss.

Everything I thought defined my life
was taken.
Family.
Home.
Security.
Certainty.

And what I was forced to face
was the very thing I had carried quietly my whole life—
the fear of abandonment,
the fear of rejection.

What I learned later
is that the fears we carry
become the worlds we unconsciously create.

The Spirit does not wave a wand.
There is no bypass.
No instant escape.

You have to walk straight toward
what terrifies you.

You have to face the giants.

And when you do,
you discover something sobering and holy:
they were never giants at all.

Scripture tells this story plainly.

“We seemed like grasshoppers in our own eyes,
and we looked the same to them.”
(Numbers 13:33)

Notice what the text reveals.

They did not say,
“We were grasshoppers.”

They said,
“We seemed like grasshoppers
in our own eyes.”

Smallness was not a fact.
It was a perception.

And because they saw themselves as small,
the world mirrored it back to them.

The giants were not the problem.
The lens was.

This is how fear works.
It magnifies shadows
and shrinks the soul.

We do not meet giants because they exist—
we meet them because we believe we are small.

But when you finally turn
and face what you feared,
you realize:
you were never a grasshopper,
and they were never giants.

They were projections,
born from unhealed places.

This is what it means
to govern contradictions.
To live between realms.
To bring wisdom from above
and let it take form below.

If heaven is going to touch earth,
it has to move through you.

Scripture says Adam became a living soul.
Christ became a life-giving Spirit.

That distinction matters.

Because when you have been given life,
you cannot help but give life.
We don’t project what we believe.
We project what we are.

Some people have accused me
of doing this for money.
The truth is,
I’ve made almost nothing from it—
certainly nothing that compensates the cost.

This isn’t about profit.
It’s about people trapped in religion,
searching for a God outside themselves,
while God is closer than their next breath.

Fish live in water their entire lives
and may never realize it.

We were taught a God
who lives somewhere “up there,”
with distance,
with separation,
with geography.

But the God who holds all things together
cannot be confined to location.

God is not less than personal—
but infinitely more than individual.
Multifaceted.
Multidimensional.
Unending.

And because God is love,
there is no end to the depth of discovery.

This is why I stepped out
of the battlefield of religion
and into the playground of awe.

This is why communion replaced combat.
Why intimacy replaced anxiety.
Why fear lost its authority.

The giants disappeared.
The accusations burned.
The noise fell silent.

And Romans 8:28 stopped being a verse
and became a lived reality:
all things working together for good.

So I ask people gently:
Do you actually believe that?

Or are you fighting
what is trying to form you?
Dividing your own house?
Living in perpetual warfare?
Waiting on voices
instead of listening within?

Have you gone into the secret place?
Have you made it primary?
Have you listened for yourself?

Jesus said the hungry will be filled.
And hunger is costly.

I was hungry enough for truth
to let go of everything
that once felt like life.

And when I followed the Spirit—
even while others told me it was wrong—
I knew what was leading me.

That is why I speak.
To give courage.
To give permission.
To give language
to those who feel
what they’ve never been allowed to say.

That is why I speak.
Not to be embraced—
but to remind you
that you already are.


The giants were never giants.
The grasshopper was never real.
Only a story the mind told itself.
And when the story fell,
what remained
was the truth
that had been there all along.