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Wake Up, Church! The Gospel Is Bigger Than Politics

We are less than a month away from the midterm elections. As we enter the final stretch of this election season, one question continues to weigh heavily on my heart:

WHY ARE SO MANY IN THE CHRISTIAN COMMUNITY CHOOSING POLITICS OVER THE GOSPEL?

When did our political affiliations become more important than our Christian convictions? When did defending a political party become more important than defending the poor, welcoming the stranger, loving our neighbors, and showing compassion to those who are hurting?

Somewhere along the way, too many Christians have become more passionate about winning elections than living out the teachings of Jesus.

Let me be clear: Christians should care about politics. The decisions made by our elected officials matter. But our faith should shape our politics, not our politics reshape our faith.

Jesus never told us to build our identity around a political party. He told us to love God, love our neighbors, pray for our enemies, care for the vulnerable, and serve others.

Read the Gospels again. Look at the people Jesus welcomed, the religious leaders He challenged, and the people society pushed to the margins. Then ask yourself an uncomfortable question: Does the way I engage in politics reflect the heart of Jesus?

You don’t have to agree with me politically. You don’t have to vote the way I vote. But if we claim to follow Jesus, shouldn’t we at least agree that His teachings deserve more authority in our lives than any politician, political party, or campaign slogan?

CHURCH, OUR FIRST ALLEGIANCE IS NOT TO A POLITICAL PARTY, A PRESIDENT, OR A NATION. OUR FIRST ALLEGIANCE IS TO JESUS CHRIST.

When the election is over, the political signs will come down. The campaign ads will stop. The winners will celebrate, and the losers will regroup.

But our calling will remain.

Love your neighbor. Feed the hungry. Welcome the stranger. Stand with the vulnerable. Show mercy. Pursue justice. Forgive freely. And love even those with whom you disagree.

So, as we approach Election Day, I leave you with one final question:

When people look at your life, do they see more of your political party or more of Jesus?

Because the world doesn’t need more Christians who simply win political arguments.

IT NEEDS MORE CHRISTIANS WHO LIVE LIKE JESUS.

Church, let’s stop using Jesus to defend our politics and start allowing Jesus to transform our hearts.

That’s when the Gospel becomes more than something we preach. It becomes something the world can actually see. ~OC

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A Small Town Doesn’t Equal Nice People

There’s a common belief that small towns are filled with friendly faces, welcoming neighbors, strong communities, and people who genuinely care about one another.

Sometimes, that’s true. But sometimes, the reality is a little different.

Living in a small town doesn’t automatically make someone kind, welcoming, compassionate, or willing to open their heart to someone new.

You can live in a small town and still feel like an outsider. You can smile, introduce yourself, reach out, attend church, and try to build friendships, only to discover that not everyone is interested in welcoming someone new into their circle.

And honestly, that can be disappointing.

Because it’s not about expecting everyone to become your best friend. It’s about the simple things: a friendly conversation, an invitation to join others, a genuine smile, or someone taking the time to make you feel like you belong.

Those little things matter.

Here’s something I’ve learned: A town’s character isn’t measured by its population, but by the way its people treat others.

You don’t have to live in a big city to find unkind people, and you don’t have to live in a small town to find a welcoming community. Kindness has nothing to do with ZIP codes. It has everything to do with character.

And for those of us who call ourselves Christians, this should hit a little closer to home.

Churches should be places where people find community, encouragement, and belonging. They should be places where newcomers are welcomed, not left standing on the outside looking in. Jesus didn’t tell us to love only the people we already know, the people who look like us, or the people who fit comfortably into our existing circles.

He told us to love our neighbors as ourselves.

“By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.” — John 13:35

That kind of love should be visible, not just preached from a pulpit.

Moving somewhere new can be challenging. Building friendships takes time. I understand that not every lack of connection is intentional, and people have their own lives, responsibilities, and struggles. Nobody owes us instant friendship.

But there’s a difference between taking time to build relationships and making no effort to welcome others at all.

So, if you’re fortunate enough to live in a community where people look out for one another, appreciate it. And if someone new moves into your neighborhood or walks through your church doors, consider being the person who makes them feel welcome.

You never know what someone has left behind, what battles they’re fighting, or how much a simple act of kindness might mean to them.

At the end of the day, a small town is just a place on a map. A welcoming community is something people have to build together.

Let’s stop assuming that small towns are automatically friendlier, churches are automatically welcoming, or people are automatically kind.

Instead, let’s become the kind of people who make those things true.

Because the world doesn’t need more people who talk about community.

IT NEEDS MORE PEOPLE WHO ACTUALLY LIVE IT. ~OC

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Why Am I Still Alive?

Today’s a new day!

Twenty-four years. Multiple diagnoses. Countless tests, treatments, surgeries, hospitalizations, and moments when the future looked anything but certain. And somehow, by the grace of God, I am still here.

Sometimes I sit back and ask myself a question that I don’t always know how to answer.

WHY AM I STILL ALIVE?

I’m not asking that question for attention. I’m not asking it because I want people to feel sorry for me. And I’m certainly not asking it because I believe I’m stronger than someone else who didn’t survive their battle.

I’m asking because, after everything my body has endured over the last twenty-four years, there are moments when I honestly don’t understand how I’m still standing.

I’ve lived with multiple life threatening health issues. I have experienced moments when my health has deteriorated so badly that living another day wasn’t something I could take for granted.

I’ve heard the medical predictions. I’ve faced the uncertainty. I’ve endured the pain, the exhaustion, and the frustration of watching my body struggle to do things that once came naturally.

I’ve experienced moments when speaking was difficult, when my body wouldn’t cooperate, and when the future seemed to be slipping away from me.

I’ve spent time in intensive care. I’ve faced hospitalizations when things didn’t look good. I’ve experienced the kind of physical suffering that is difficult to explain to someone who hasn’t walked a similar road.

And through it all, one question continues to follow me.

WHY HAS GOD ALLOWED ME TO LIVE WHEN SO MANY TIMES IT SEEMED LIKE MY STORY SHOULD HAVE ENDED?

I wish I had a simple answer.

I don’t.

But I know this: JESUS. ONLY JESUS.

I’m not claiming that I understand every medical explanation, every close call, or every reason I’ve survived. I’m not suggesting that faith means we never need doctors, medicine, treatments, or the hands of medical professionals. God has worked through many of those people and resources in my life, and I am grateful for them.

I’m also not going to pretend that every day is a victory lap.

Some days hurt. Some nights seem endless. There are moments when the exhaustion runs deeper than words can explain. There are things I miss about the life I once had, and there are battles I never imagined I would have to fight.

My faith doesn’t make me immune to fear, frustration, grief, or questions.

Faith simply gives me somewhere to take those things.

I take them to Jesus.

Sometimes my prayers are long and full of words. Other times, all I can manage is a whisper. And sometimes, when I don’t have the strength to say anything at all, I simply hold on to the truth that He is still there.

I have learned that you don’t have to understand everything God is doing to trust Him with your life.

You don’t have to feel strong to keep believing.

And you don’t have to pretend everything is okay to have genuine faith.

I’M STILL HERE, BUT I’M NOT GOING TO PRETEND I KNOW WHY.

People sometimes talk about surviving as though it automatically makes someone a hero. But I don’t see myself that way.

I’m a husband. I’m a son. I’m a friend. I’m a child of God.

I’m a man who has experienced more medical battles than he ever expected, a man who has had to learn how to live with a body that doesn’t always cooperate, and a man who still has questions about what tomorrow might bring.

I’m not alive because I figured out some secret to beating every illness.

I’m not alive because I never became afraid.

And I’m certainly not alive because I have somehow earned more of God’s favor than someone who lost their battle.

I am still here, and I am deeply grateful for every additional day I have been given.

I believe Jesus has carried me through moments when I didn’t have the strength to carry myself. I believe His presence has sustained me when the circumstances around me offered very little comfort. I believe there is still purpose in loving people, encouraging others, sharing my faith, and telling the truth about what it means to walk through suffering.

But I cannot tell you with certainty why my story continues while someone else’s ended.

I won’t pretend to know God’s complete plan.

What I can tell you is that my survival has made me more aware of how precious life is, how fragile our bodies can be, and how desperately we need grace.

I no longer want to waste my life chasing things that don’t matter.

I want to love my wife well. I want to encourage the brokenhearted. I want to stand beside people who feel forgotten. I want to remind those who are struggling that their diagnoses do not erase their dignity, their value, or their identity.

I want people to see Jesus in the way I live, not simply in the words I write.

If I have another twenty years, I want to use them well.

If I have twenty more days, I want to use them well.

And if tomorrow brings another medical battle, I pray I will face it with the same Savior who has sustained me through the battles behind me.

Because the number of days I have left is not something I can control.

What I do with the day I’ve been given is something I can choose.

JESUS NEVER PROMISED ME AN EASY ROAD.

One of the hardest lessons I’ve learned is that following Jesus doesn’t mean we get to skip suffering.

Faithful people get sick.

Faithful people experience pain.

Faithful people sit beside hospital beds, receive devastating diagnoses, and sometimes bury the people they prayed would be healed.

And sometimes, despite our most desperate prayers, the outcome isn’t what we hoped for.

I believe in miracles. I’ve experienced moments in my own journey that I can only describe as miraculous. I believe God can heal, restore, strengthen, and do things beyond our understanding.

But I also believe that Jesus is worthy of our trust when healing doesn’t come the way we prayed it would.

My faith cannot depend entirely on whether my body gets better.

If I make physical healing the only evidence of God’s goodness, what happens on the days when my symptoms worsen? What happens when another diagnosis arrives? What happens when I wake up hurting?

Does that mean God has abandoned me?

No.

My circumstances may change. My physical abilities may change. My future may look different from the one I imagined.

But my identity in Christ does not depend on the condition of my body.

Paul wrote in 2 Corinthians 12:9 that God’s grace is sufficient and that His power is made perfect in weakness.

That Scripture means something different to me now than it did before I became seriously ill.

I understand that weakness isn’t always something we overcome in the way we hoped. Sometimes weakness is something we learn to live with while discovering that God’s grace is still sufficient.

Sometimes overcoming means getting out of bed.

Sometimes it means enduring another treatment.

Sometimes it means asking for help when our pride tells us not to.

Sometimes it means crying, praying, and getting through one more difficult day.

And sometimes, overcoming simply means refusing to believe that our suffering has made our lives meaningless.

I AM STILL AN OVERCOMER, EVEN ON THE DAYS WHEN I FEEL OVERWHELMED.

Not because I always win the battles I fight, but because my identity is rooted in the One who holds me through them.

SO, WHY AM I STILL ALIVE?

After twenty-four years of health battles, I could give you a dozen answers.

Medical professionals have treated me. My wife, Laura, has stood beside me through more than most people could imagine. Family and friends have prayed for me. People have encouraged me when I needed encouragement.

I am grateful for every single one of them.

But when I look back over the moments when I wondered whether I would survive, when I think about the times I had almost nothing left to give, and when I consider how much of this journey has been beyond my control, I keep coming back to the same place.

JESUS.

Not because I can explain every moment.

Not because I know what tomorrow holds.

Not because I believe I am guaranteed another miracle.

But because, in the middle of all my unanswered questions, He remains the foundation of my faith.

I don’t know how many more years I have.

I don’t know what the next diagnosis, treatment, or hospitalization might bring.

I don’t know whether the hardest part of my journey is behind me or still ahead.

But I know I don’t want to spend whatever time I have left living in fear of what might happen.

I want to live with purpose.

I want to love deeply.

I want to forgive freely.

I want to encourage relentlessly.

I want to tell people about the hope I’ve found in Jesus without pretending that following Him makes life easy.

And I want to remind people who are fighting battles of their own that they are more than the worst thing that has happened to them.

You are more than your diagnosis.

You are more than your mistakes.

You are more than the opinions of people who don’t understand your journey.

And you are not forgotten simply because your life looks different from the one you imagined.

I cannot promise you that everything will work out the way you want it to. I cannot promise that every prayer will be answered in the way you hope.

But I can tell you that you do not have to walk through your suffering alone.

Jesus meets us in the broken places. He gives us grace for the moments when we have none left to give ourselves. And He reminds us that our worth was never determined by our strength, our health, or our ability to keep everything together.

I am still here. I am still fighting. I am still believing. And I am still trusting Jesus.

Not because I have all the answers.

But because I know where to turn when I don’t.

Twenty-four years ago, I could never have imagined the road I would travel. I never would have chosen it. I would never wish these battles on anyone.

But I am here.

And as long as I am here, I want my life to point beyond me.

I want people to see more than a man with multiple medical diagnoses. I want them to see a husband who loves his wife, a friend who cares about people, a man who still believes in the power of prayer, and a child of God who is learning to trust Jesus one day at a time.

I don’t need to understand every chapter to be grateful that my story is still being written.

And I don’t need to know how many pages remain to make the next one count.

WHY AM I STILL ALIVE?

I don’t know the complete answer.

But I know who I am trusting with the question.

His name is Jesus.

And until He calls me home, I will keep loving, keep serving, keep believing, keep encouraging, and keep overcoming.

Not perfectly.

Not without pain.

Not without questions.

But by His grace, one day at a time.

ONLY JESUS KNOWS WHY I’M STILL HERE. SO, JESUS, WHILE I’M HERE, PLEASE HELP ME MAKE MY LIFE COUNT.

“For to me, to live is Christ, and to die is gain.” — Philippians 1:21

KEEP FIGHTING. KEEP BELIEVING. KEEP LOVING. KEEP OVERCOMING.

Your health issues may be part of your story, but they do not get to define the entirety of your life. Your story is still about the person you love, the people you encourage, the grace you extend, and the Jesus you follow.

— A Blessed Overcomer, still walking by faith. ~OC

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Reclaim. Reimagine. Restart.

It’s Not Too Late to Fulfill Your God-Given Purpose!

Sometimes life knocks us down. Sometimes we make mistakes, lose our way, experience heartbreaking disappointments, or find ourselves in circumstances we never imagined. But here’s the beautiful truth: Your past does not define your future, your failures do not determine your worth, and your circumstances do not cancel your God-given purpose.

It’s time to RECLAIM your life. Reclaim your faith, your hope, your identity in Christ, and the dreams God has placed in your heart. Stop allowing yesterday’s failures, other people’s opinions, or today’s struggles to steal what God may have for you tomorrow.

It’s time to REIMAGINE your future. What if the season you’re walking through isn’t the end of your story? What if God wants to use your pain to develop compassion, your struggles to strengthen your faith, and your experiences to encourage someone else? God’s plans for your life may look different from what you imagined, but different doesn’t mean defeated!

It’s time to RESTART. You don’t have to have everything figured out. You don’t need everyone’s approval. You simply need the courage to take the next step in obedience to God. A restart doesn’t mean erasing your past; it means allowing God to use your past as preparation for what comes next.

Remember, Moses had a past. David had failures. Peter denied Jesus. Yet God wasn’t finished with any of them!

Dear Christian, listen up! You are never too broken for God’s grace, too old for His calling, or too far behind to take another step of faith.

Stop waiting for perfect circumstances. Stop believing the lie that your best days are behind you. Stop disqualifying yourself from the very purpose God has placed before you.

You still have a life to live, people to love, hope to share, and a purpose to fulfill.

RECLAIM your identity. REIMAGINE your possibilities. RESTART with faith.

Let God lead the way, and take the next step!

“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord. — Jeremiah 29:11

YOUR STORY ISN’T OVER. YOUR PURPOSE STILL MATTERS. NOW GET UP, TRUST GOD, AND KEEP MOVING FORWARD!

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Hope Refuses To Give Up

Hope is not wishful thinking that somehow everything will work out. Hope is the unshakable conviction that injustice will not win, death will not have the final word, and darkness will never overcome the light.

But hope is more than something we believe. It’s something we live.

Hope prays when the answers don’t come. Hope peacefully protests when injustice prevails. Hope weeps when hearts are broken. Hope keeps showing up when walking away would be easier.

Hope refuses to accept that the way things are is the way things must always be.

As Christians, our hope is rooted in Jesus Christ. We serve a Savior who conquered the grave, defeated death, and reminds us that even when the world looks hopeless, God is not finished writing the story.

So don’t just talk about hope. Live it. Fight for justice. Stand with the hurting. Love your neighbor. Speak truth. Keep showing up.

Hope is not passive waiting. Hope is active persistence. And as long as God gives us another day, we have another opportunity to make a difference.

“Let us not grow weary in doing good.” — Galatians 6:9

KEEP HOPING. KEEP STANDING. KEEP SHOWING UP. THE STORY ISN’T OVER! ~OC

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Bible Study: Hope- Holding On To God’s Promises

Theme: Finding hope in Jesus, even when life is difficult and uncertain.

Opening Scripture:
I pray that God, the source of hope, will fill you completely with joy and peace because you trust in him. Then you will overflow with confident hope through the power of the Holy Spirit. ~Romans 15:13

1. Opening Activity: What Does Hope Mean to You? 

Invite each participant to share what hope means to them. 

“When you hear the word HOPE, what is the first thing that comes to your mind?”

2. Short Lesson: Our Hope Is in Jesus 

We live in a world filled with uncertainty, disappointment, sickness, grief, and challenges. Sometimes life doesn’t turn out the way we expected, and we wonder how we will find the strength to keep moving forward.

But as followers of Jesus, our hope is not based on our circumstances; our hope is based on the faithfulness of God!

Biblical hope is more than wishing things will get better. It is trusting God’s character and believing His promises, even when we cannot see what lies ahead.

Consider these three truths:

1. God Is Our Source of Hope.

Scripture: Romans 15:13

God can fill us with joy and peace as we trust Him. We don’t have to face life’s challenges alone. We can bring our fears, questions, and disappointments to Him.

2. Jesus Gives Us Hope in Difficult Times.

Scripture: John 16:33

Jesus never promised that life would be free from trouble. He reminded His followers that He had overcome the world. Our struggles are real, but they do not have the final word.

3. Hope Keeps Us Moving Forward.

Scripture: Hebrews 6:19

The Bible describes hope as an anchor for our souls. Just as an anchor helps steady a boat during a storm, our hope in Jesus helps us remain grounded when life feels overwhelming.

Remember: Hope doesn’t mean we understand everything God is doing. It means we trust Him even when we don’t understand.

3. Group Discussion:

  1. Personal Hope: What does having hope in Jesus mean to you personally?
  2. Hope During Hard Times: Can you share a time when God gave you hope, strength, or encouragement during a difficult season?
  3. Sharing Hope: Who in your life needs encouragement right now, and how could you help them experience hope this week?

4. Three Action Steps For This Week:

Action Step 1: Spend Time with God.


Read Romans 15:13 each morning. Pray and ask God to renew your hope, strengthen your faith, and guide your steps.

Action Step 2: Encourage Someone.
Contact one person who may be struggling. Offer to pray with them, listen to their concerns, or provide practical help.

Action Step: Practice Remembering God’s Faithfulness.
Write down one way God has helped you in the past. When you feel discouraged, revisit that reminder and thank Him for sustaining you.

5. Closing Challenge:

Ask each participant to complete this sentence aloud:

“This week, I will hold on to hope by __________.”

****Hope is not about having a perfect life. It is about trusting a faithful Savior through every season of life. 

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How Can You Know God If You Never Listen For His Voice

Today’s a new day!

How can you truly know God if you never take the time to seek His voice, recognize His leading, and learn to follow the path He has placed before you?

Too many of us want God to bless our plans without ever asking Him for direction. We want answers without prayer, wisdom without seeking Him, and a destination without following His lead.

Knowing God is more than knowing about Him. It’s about building a relationship with Him.

It’s spending time in His presence, opening His Word, quieting the noise around us, and learning to recognize His voice. It’s trusting Him when the path doesn’t make sense and following Him even when we cannot see where the road leads.

God doesn’t promise that following Him will always be easy, but He does promise to guide those who trust Him.

“Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.” — Proverbs 3:5–6 (KJV)

STOP AND ASK YOURSELF: Am I truly seeking God’s direction, or am I simply asking Him to bless the direction I’ve already chosen?

You cannot learn to follow a voice you never take the time to listen for.

Seek Him. Spend time with Him. Listen. Trust. Follow.

The closer you walk with Jesus, the more your life becomes about following His path instead of insisting on your own. ~OC

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Where Are The Leaders?

Today’s a new day! As we walk into this Sunday morning and new week, I want to share the following with you. Who will answer the call?

In a world filled with confusion, compromise, and conflict, where are the leaders willing to stand for what is right—even when it’s unpopular?

God isn’t looking for people who simply want a title, a platform, or a spotlight. He’s looking for men and women with the courage to stand on His truth, lead with integrity, love their neighbors, defend the vulnerable, and live out their faith when it costs them something.

Leadership isn’t about being in charge. It’s about being willing to stand up, speak truth, serve others, and do what is right when everyone else looks the other way.

We don’t need more people chasing power. We need more people pursuing God’s heart. We need leaders in our churches, communities, homes, and workplaces who refuse to compromise their convictions for popularity or personal gain.

In Joshua 24:15, Joshua boldly declares, “But as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.”

That’s leadership. That’s conviction. That’s courage.

So, before we ask, “WHERE ARE THE LEADERS?” perhaps we need to ask ourselves a more challenging question:

AM I WILLING TO BE THE LEADER GOD HAS CALLED ME TO BE?

The world doesn’t just need another voice. It needs people willing to live what they believe.

The question isn’t just where the leaders are. The question is, WILL YOU ANSWER THE CALL? ~OC

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Sin Is No Joke

I HATE SIN.

Not because I think I’m better than anyone else. Not because I’ve never fallen short. I hate sin because I’ve seen what it destroys.

Sin destroys people.
Sin destroys families.
Sin destroys trust.
Sin destroys churches.
Sin can destroy ministries and testimonies that took years to build.

Sin always promises more than it can deliver and takes more than we ever intended to give.

We need to stop treating sin like it’s harmless. Stop laughing about it. Stop excusing it. Stop calling it “just a little thing.”

Sin is nothing to joke around with.

But here’s the good news: Jesus didn’t come to condemn broken people. He came to save us, redeem us, forgive us, and set us free.

“Be killing sin or it will be killing you.” — John Owen

Run from sin. Run toward Jesus.

Grace is real. Forgiveness is real. Redemption is real. And because of Jesus, there is always a way home. ~OC

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Be Careful Who You Let Speak For God

There are two people you should be very careful about believing:

A religious leader who tells you how to vote.
And a politician who tells you how to pray.

A pastor, priest, preacher, or church leader can teach you Scripture. They can challenge you to live like Jesus. They can encourage you to seek God’s wisdom.

But your faith should never be reduced to a voting guide.

And a politician? They can ask for your vote. They can talk about their policies, their vision, and their plans for the country.

But they don’t get to tell you what your faith should look like.

Jesus was not a Republican.
Jesus was not a Democrat.
Jesus did not come to build a political party.

Jesus came to build His Kingdom.

So read your Bible. Pray. Think critically. Examine every candidate and every leader. And never surrender your God-given conscience to someone simply because they stand behind a pulpit or behind a podium.

Don’t let politicians become prophets.
And don’t let pastors become political puppets.

Follow Jesus.

Let His Word shape your heart, your character, your compassion—and yes, even the way you vote.

Jesus should have the loudest voice in your life. ~OC

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