A reflection on identity, destiny, and the sacred gift of names A name is the greatest connection to our identity and individuality. Some might say it is the most important word in the world to a person. When someone remembers our name, it makes us feel seen, respected, and valued. It leaves a mark. From the moment we are born, we are given a name — an identifier that holds our story. Some of us carry nicknames, while others change their names later in life. However, the comm

Rejecting violence and the celebration of harm I am appalled. Social media, a place meant to connect people, has instead become a breeding ground for mockery and cruelty whenever someone dies. To watch laughing emojis, careless comments, and even celebrations in response to the death of a 31-year-old husband and father is heartbreaking. There is something deeply wrong when a person is not allowed to freely hold or teach a different view without fear of being silenced by viole

When control disguises itself as love, only Christ can reveal the truth and bring freedom. Witchcraft Beyond the Obvious When we hear the word witchcraft, our minds often turn to dark rituals, spells, or occult practices. Yet Scripture paints a broader picture. In Galatians 5:19–21, witchcraft is listed among the works of the flesh — showing us it isn’t just about the occult, but about the heart’s posture of control. “For rebellion is as the sin of witchcraft, and stubbornnes

I recently sat with a dear friend in my studio — a space where many tears have been poured into paint — and what she shared broke my heart. She works in a church office. And yet, the words that surfaced were not what you’d expect from a place of faith: bullying, manipulation, dishonour, control. She feels silenced. Afraid. Wounded by the very leaders who should be carrying the heart of Christ. Sadly, her story is not isolated. Over the years, I’ve heard many such testimonies

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There’s a quiet moment I return to often — one I didn’t expect to hold so much weight. It wasn’t dramatic. Just a regular Tuesday, maybe....