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More Questions Than Answers

When I was diagnosed with Parkinson’s disease in 2007, my world changed in an instant.

Like so many others, I immediately began asking the questions we all ask after receiving life-changing news. What caused this? Could I have prevented it?

One thing stood out immediately: there was no family history of Parkinson’s disease.

No parents.
No grandparents.
No siblings.
No known relatives.

That didn’t answer the question—it only deepened the mystery.

Looking Beyond Genetics

For many years, Parkinson’s was often thought of as a disease that was primarily genetic. We now know that while genetics can play a role for some people, the majority of Parkinson’s cases are considered sporadic, meaning they occur without a clear inherited cause.

Researchers increasingly believe that Parkinson’s develops through a combination of genetics and environmental exposures. For many of us, the environment may play a much larger role than we once realized.

That realization raises important questions.

What have we been exposed to over a lifetime?

Pesticides.
Industrial chemicals.
Solvents.
Air pollution.
Contaminated water.
Heavy metals.

Scientists continue to study how long-term exposure to these and other environmental factors may increase the risk of developing Parkinson’s disease. While research is ongoing and not every case has the same cause, the growing body of evidence suggests that our surroundings matter.

We Need to Pay Attention

This isn’t about creating fear.

It’s about creating awareness.

If environmental factors contribute to Parkinson’s disease, then we should be investing far more into understanding those risks, reducing harmful exposures where possible, and protecting future generations.

We cannot change yesterday.

But perhaps we can change tomorrow.

That means funding more research.
Supporting environmental health initiatives.
Helping identify communities at higher risk.
And continuing to ask difficult questions until we find better answers.

My Journey

Nearly twenty years after my diagnosis, I’ve lived through far more than I ever imagined.

Parkinson’s became only one chapter in a much larger health journey that has also included Myasthenia Gravis and many other unexpected challenges.

I’ve experienced seasons of strength and seasons of weakness.

There have been victories, setbacks, miracles, disappointments, and countless lessons along the way.

If I’ve learned anything, it’s this:

A diagnosis may change your life, but it does not define your life.

I am still here.

I still have purpose.

I still believe God is writing my story.

A Call for Hope and Action

As someone living with Parkinson’s, I hope that one day we won’t simply ask how to manage this disease—we’ll know how to prevent many cases before they ever begin.

That will require courageous research.
Honest conversations.
Environmental responsibility.
And a commitment to putting people ahead of convenience or profit.

My prayer is that future generations will benefit from the questions my generation has had to ask.

Until then, I’ll continue sharing my story.

Because every story matters.

Every patient matters.

Every family matters.

And every step we take toward understanding Parkinson’s disease brings us one step closer to hope.

“We may not know exactly why every person develops Parkinson’s disease, but we owe it to those living with it—and to those who come after us—to keep searching for answers. Hope grows wherever truth is pursued.” ~OC

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How Politics Poisoned the Evangelical Church

There was a time when the Church was known primarily for its love.

People may not have agreed with Christians, but they knew what we stood for. We were known for feeding the hungry, caring for widows and orphans, visiting prisoners, defending the vulnerable, proclaiming the Gospel, and pointing people to Jesus Christ.

Today, far too often, something else defines us.

Politics.

Somewhere along the way, many evangelical churches stopped asking, “What would Jesus do?” and started asking, “What does my political party think?” The result has been devastating—not just for the Church, but for our witness to the world.

When Politics Becomes an Idol

Politics is not inherently evil. Christians should care about justice, the sanctity of life, religious liberty, racial reconciliation, the poor, immigration, education, and every issue that affects our neighbors.

Government matters.

Voting matters.

Civic engagement matters.

But politics becomes dangerous when it becomes our identity instead of Christ.

The moment our political party becomes more important than the Kingdom of God, we have crossed from stewardship into idolatry.

Jesus never called us to build an earthly political kingdom.

He called us to build His Kingdom.

Those are not always the same thing.

Trading the Gospel for Political Influence

For decades, many evangelical leaders believed that if they could gain enough political power, America could be transformed into a Christian nation.

But Scripture never teaches that governments transform hearts.

The Holy Spirit does.

Laws can restrain evil.

Only Jesus can redeem sinners.

When the Church puts its hope in elections instead of evangelism, or in politicians instead of Christ, it has misplaced its confidence.

The early Church changed the Roman Empire without controlling Caesar.

They preached Christ.

They loved sacrificially.

They endured persecution.

They served the poor.

They forgave their enemies.

That was their strategy.

We Began Excusing What We Once Condemned

One of the saddest consequences of political tribalism has been our willingness to excuse sin when it benefits our side.

We condemn dishonesty until our candidate lies.

We denounce sexual immorality until someone on “our team” is guilty.

We oppose hatred until it is directed at people we dislike.

We defend the fruit of the Spirit until anger and cruelty become politically useful.

This is not discipleship.

This is compromise.

The Gospel calls us to the same standard regardless of who sits in the White House.

We Forgot Our Mission

Jesus never told the Church to win elections.

He told us to make disciples.

Those are very different assignments.

Imagine if Christians spent as much time sharing the Gospel as they do arguing on social media.

Imagine if churches became more passionate about reaching their communities than defending political talking points.

Imagine if our neighbors knew us more for our compassion than for our outrage.

That is the Church Jesus envisioned.

Loving People We Disagree With

Perhaps one of the greatest casualties of political division has been love.

We’ve become suspicious of one another.

Quick to judge.

Slow to listen.

Ready to label fellow believers as enemies because they vote differently.

Yet Jesus gave us a different command:

“By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.”

Notice what He did not say.

He did not say people would recognize His followers by their political affiliation.

He said they would recognize us by our love.

Love has become increasingly rare in a culture built on outrage.

The Church should be the place where it flourishes.

The Cross Is Bigger Than Any Party

The Cross does not belong to the political left.

It does not belong to the political right.

It belongs to Jesus Christ.

No political platform perfectly reflects the Kingdom of God.

Every ideology falls short because every human institution is flawed.

Christians should be willing to applaud what is good, confront what is evil, and refuse to surrender their allegiance to any earthly movement.

Our citizenship is ultimately in Heaven.

That truth should shape every political opinion we hold.

A Call to Repentance

This is not a call for Christians to withdraw from society.

It is a call to remember who we are.

Followers of Jesus first.

Citizens second.

If politics has made us angrier than the world, less compassionate than Jesus, or more loyal to a party than to Scripture, then perhaps it is time to repent.

The world does not need another political movement wrapped in religious language.

It needs followers of Jesus who look like Jesus.

May we once again become known for our humility instead of our pride.

For grace instead of outrage.

For truth spoken in love instead of slogans shouted in anger.

And may the Church reclaim the mission Christ gave us—to love God, love our neighbors, and proclaim the Good News of Jesus Christ until He returns. ~OC

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Good Trouble for the Church

Today’s a new day!

The late Congressman and civil rights leader John Lewis left us with a simple but powerful challenge: “Get into good trouble, necessary trouble.”Get His words were never an invitation to create chaos. They were a call to courage—to stand for what is right when remaining silent would be easier.

As I look at the state of the American Church today, I can’t help but wonder if we need a little more good trouble.

I love the Church. I believe Jesus established the Church to be the hope of the world, a place where broken people discover healing, where sinners find grace, where the lonely find family, and where the Gospel transforms lives. My concern doesn’t come from a lack of love—it comes because I love the Church too much to stay silent when I see it drifting from its mission.

Too often, it seems many churches and Christian leaders have become more passionate about politics than about the Gospel. We know how to defend a political party, but do we defend the forgotten? We know how to argue over elections, but do we weep over the lost? We rally around candidates, but are we rallying around the Cross?

The Gospel was never meant to be wrapped in a political or American flag.

Jesus didn’t tell His followers to seek political power. He told them to deny themselves, take up their cross, and follow Him. He welcomed the outsider, touched the untouchable, defended the marginalized, and proclaimed good news to the poor. His ministry consistently crossed cultural, social, and political boundaries because His Kingdom was never confined by them.

The Church should be known first for its love—not its voting record.

Perhaps it’s time for some “Good Trouble.”

The kind of good trouble that speaks up when refugees are treated without dignity.

The kind of good trouble that refuses to ignore the hungry, the homeless, the disabled, the widow, the orphan, and the immigrant because Scripture refuses to ignore them.

The kind of good trouble that challenges churches to be known more for compassion than for culture wars.

The kind of good trouble that reminds us our neighbors are not our enemies.

The kind of good trouble that chooses the teachings of Jesus over political talking points.

This isn’t about choosing the political left or the political right. It’s about choosing the narrow road that Jesus called us to walk. The Kingdom of God has never fit neatly inside any political platform.

The early Church changed the world without controlling governments. They changed it because they loved radically, served sacrificially, shared generously, and proclaimed Christ boldly. They cared for plague victims, rescued abandoned children, fed the hungry, and welcomed those society rejected. Their witness wasn’t built on political influence—it was built on Christlike love.

Imagine if today’s Church became known once again for that kind of faith.

Imagine communities where every person—regardless of race, nationality, economic status, disability, or political affiliation—knew they would be welcomed because they bear the image of God.

Imagine churches where serving the poor mattered as much as winning debates.

Imagine Christians who were recognized not by the politicians they defended, but by the Savior they followed.

That’s the kind of good trouble our generation desperately needs.

The Gospel is still good news.

The Cross is still enough.

The Church still has the opportunity to be the light of the world—but only if we remember whose Kingdom we belong to.

May we have the courage to lovingly challenge what needs challenging, to speak truth with grace, and to follow Jesus wherever He leads—even when it costs us comfort, popularity, or influence.

If that causes a little good trouble, perhaps that’s exactly where the Church needs to be. ~OC

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Keep Being You, Ryan Clark

I have never met Ryan Clark, but I have long been a fan of his work.

Like many football fans, I appreciate his knowledge of the game. He breaks down plays with intelligence, passion, and the perspective of someone who has actually lived the NFL experience. But what has always stood out to me even more than his football analysis is his willingness to speak his mind.

Ryan Clark has never seemed interested in simply telling people what they want to hear. Whether discussing football or larger issues affecting society, he has consistently been willing to stand up for people whose voices are often overlooked. You may not always agree with everything he says—that’s perfectly reasonable—but you always know where he stands.

This week, ESPN parted ways with Ryan Clark. 

As I write this, I have not seen an official explanation detailing the reasons behind that decision. Because of that, anything beyond the publicly available facts is speculation.

From my perspective, it is difficult not to wonder whether his willingness to speak openly on social issues played a role. That is simply my opinion, not a statement of fact. If that were the case, I would find it disappointing. In a country that values free expression, thoughtful disagreement should not be something we fear. People can disagree passionately while still respecting one another.

Regardless of the reasons behind ESPN’s decision, one thing seems clear to me: Ryan Clark’s talent did not disappear overnight. A respected football analyst with his experience, insight, and ability to connect with audiences will almost certainly have opportunities ahead. Great communicators have a way of finding new platforms.

Sometimes a closed door becomes the entrance to something even greater.

I have every confidence that Ryan Clark will land on his feet and continue building an outstanding career. Whether it’s on another network, through digital media, or in an entirely new venture, I believe his future remains incredibly bright.

To Ryan Clark, if you ever happen to read this: thank you for being authentic. Thank you for speaking with conviction, even when it isn’t easy. Continue to be yourself, continue to challenge conversations, and continue to bring your passion for football wherever your journey leads next.

I’ll be watching.

And I’ll be cheering you on.

Keep being you. ~OC

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God, What Are You Trying To Teach Me?

Today’s a new day!

Over the past twenty-plus years, I have walked through one of the most difficult journeys of my life. There have been diagnoses I never expected, hospital stays, surgeries, treatments, setbacks, moments of uncertainty, and seasons where I had no idea what tomorrow would bring.

People have often asked me, “Have you ever asked God, ‘Why me?'”

My answer has always been the same.

No.

Not because there is anything wrong with asking that question. In fact, many faithful men and women throughout Scripture poured out their hearts before God. They asked difficult questions. They lamented. They cried. They wrestled with pain. God is not afraid of our honest questions.

But for me personally, “Why me?” was never the question God placed on my heart.

Instead, from the very beginning of this journey, another question kept rising within me:

“God, what are You trying to teach me in this season?”

That simple shift changed everything.

Instead of only looking for an explanation, I began looking for His presence.

Instead of demanding answers, I started seeking wisdom.

Instead of focusing only on what I had lost, I began discovering what God was building inside of me.

Looking back over these twenty-plus years, I realize that some of life’s greatest lessons weren’t learned on the mountaintops. They were learned in hospital rooms, waiting rooms, sleepless nights, rehabilitation sessions, and quiet moments when all I could do was trust Jesus.

So, what has God taught me?

I’m glad you asked.

God has taught me that my identity is not found in my health but in Him.

When your body begins to fail, you quickly discover that your worth isn’t measured by what you can accomplish. My value has never been based on my strength, my productivity, or my abilities. My identity has always been found in being a child of God.

God has taught me that weakness is not failure.

The world celebrates strength, but God’s Kingdom often works through weakness. It is often in our weakest moments that His strength shines the brightest. My limitations have become opportunities for His power to be displayed.

God has taught me patience.

Healing rarely happens on our timetable. Answers don’t always come when we want them. Waiting has never been easy, but waiting with Jesus has shaped my faith in ways instant answers never could.

God has taught me to treasure every single day.

When you’ve stared mortality in the face, ordinary days become extraordinary gifts. A sunrise. A conversation with my bride, Laura. A laugh with a friend. A walk outside. These are no longer ordinary moments—they are reminders of God’s goodness.

God has taught me compassion.

Pain has a way of opening your eyes to the suffering of others. I have learned to notice the people sitting quietly in waiting rooms, the caregivers who are exhausted, the families praying for miracles, and the person who simply needs someone to listen.

God has taught me that prayer changes me.

Sometimes God changes our circumstances.

Sometimes He changes us while we’re in them.

Both are miracles.

God has taught me that hope is never wasted.

Hope isn’t pretending everything is okay.

Hope is believing that Jesus is still faithful when everything around you says otherwise.

Hope is trusting His promises even when you cannot yet see His plan.

Most importantly…

God has taught me that He will never leave me.

Not once.

Not in the emergency room.

Not in the hospital room.

Not during surgery.

Not during the difficult diagnoses.

Not during the darkest nights.

Not during the countless doctor’s appointments.

Not during the moments when I didn’t know what the future would hold.

Jesus has been faithful every single step of the journey.

If you’re reading this while walking through your own difficult season, maybe your question today is, “God, why me?”

If that’s where you are, know this: God welcomes your honesty.

But perhaps, when you’re ready, you might also ask another question:

“Lord, what are You trying to teach me in this season?”

That question doesn’t minimize the pain.

It doesn’t erase the tears.

It doesn’t guarantee immediate answers.

But it does position our hearts to receive what God may be doing beneath the surface.

I’ve learned that while God may not always remove the storm immediately, He is always present within it. Sometimes the greatest miracle isn’t that our circumstances change overnight—it’s that Christ transforms us as we walk through them.

My health journey has been long.

It has been difficult.

It has been painful.

But by God’s grace, it has also been one of the greatest classrooms of my life.

And for every lesson, every trial, every unexpected detour, and every reminder that His grace is sufficient…

I simply say:

“Thank You, Jesus.

Now, Lord…

What would You like to teach me next?” ~OC

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The Morning That Changed My Prayer Life Forever

This is the second of two deeply personal experiences that I have shared publicly for the very first time.

The first was my experience during surgery in 2019, when I believe God allowed me to see Heaven before telling me, “Not yet. I still have more work for you to do.”

This is the story of another experience that forever changed how I pray, how I love people, and how urgently I believe Christians should share the Good News of Jesus Christ.

After the miracle God performed in my life in November of 2019, something incredible happened.

For a season, God allowed me to run again.

Considering everything my body had endured through years of illness, surgeries, and suffering, every mile felt like a gift from God. Every run became an opportunity not only to exercise but also to pray.

On a Thursday morning in October of 2020, I headed out for what I thought would be another ordinary run.

As I ran past Jupiter Medical Center in Jupiter, Florida, I did what I had done countless times before. I prayed for the doctors, nurses, staff, patients, and families. I asked Jesus to bring healing, peace, wisdom, comfort, and hope to everyone inside those walls.

A little farther into my run, I decided to stop at a men’s Bible study in Jupiter. We spent time praying together, encouraging one another, and opening God’s Word. It was a wonderful morning of fellowship.

After the Bible study, I decided to continue my run before heading home.

That’s when everything changed.

As I ran down Central Boulevard near the park affectionately known as “Duck Park,” life seemed completely normal. The sky was bright blue. The weather was cool. People were jogging, riding bicycles, walking, and driving by.

Then, in what felt like only moments, everything around me changed.

The blue skies disappeared.

Darkness surrounded me.

The temperature became unbearably hot.

What I experienced next is something that has stayed with me every single day since.

I believe God allowed me, for only a few brief moments, to experience something I can only describe as a glimpse of hell.

Around me I heard people crying out in desperation.

They were screaming.

Over and over I heard words that pierced my heart:

“Why didn’t anyone tell us about Jesus?”

“Why did so many Christians give up on us?”

Those cries echoed with an anguish that is impossible to put into words.

What made the experience even more overwhelming was that I could still see people running, riding bicycles, and driving as they had been only moments before, yet in this experience they too were crying out with the very same questions.

The entire experience lasted only a matter of seconds.

Then it was over.

I have often joked that I could have qualified for the Olympic team by how fast I ran home that morning.

But behind the humor is a truth that has never left me.

That morning changed my life forever.

Whether I am speaking with one person or a thousand people, I can no longer look at anyone the same way.

Every person I meet has an eternal soul.

Every conversation matters.

Every act of kindness matters.

Every prayer matters.

Every opportunity to share the love of Jesus matters.

I don’t believe Christians are called to preach with condemnation or fear. We are called to preach with tears in our eyes, compassion in our hearts, and the love of Christ leading every word we speak.

Jesus didn’t come to condemn the world.

He came to save it.

That experience gave me an urgency that has never faded.

I still wake up every day asking God, “Who needs to hear about You today? Who needs encouragement today? Who needs hope today? Who needs someone to remind them that they are loved by God?”

I believe every follower of Jesus should live with that same sense of eternal purpose—not out of panic, but out of love.

People all around us are searching for hope.

Many have never truly experienced the grace of Jesus.

Many have been hurt by people who claimed to represent Him.

Many have concluded that no one cares enough to tell them the truth wrapped in love.

May that never be said of us.

This is the first time I have publicly shared both of these experiences—my encounter in Heaven during surgery in 2019 and this life-changing experience during a morning run in October of 2020.

Both have been incredibly difficult to share, each for different reasons.

I know there will be questions.

There may even be skepticism.

I understand that.

My goal has never been to convince anyone based on my experiences.

My prayer is simply that my testimony points people to Jesus Christ.

If these stories encourage even one person to seek Him more deeply, to pray more faithfully, to love more compassionately, or to boldly share the Gospel with someone who needs hope, then sharing them will have been worth it.

As Scripture reminds us:

“Go into all the world and preach the gospel to all creation.” (Mark 16:15)

May we never grow comfortable with keeping the greatest news the world has ever known to ourselves.

There are people waiting to hear about the Savior who changed our lives.

Let’s tell them. ~OC

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Two Questions Every Christian Should Ask Themselves

Today’s a new day! 

There are two questions that have been on my heart recently, and honestly, they are questions I need to ask myself as much as anyone else.

Question #1: When someone looks at your life, would they want to be like you?

Not because we’re perfect.

Not because we have all the answers.

Not because we’ve never failed.

But when people see our lives, do they see something different? Do they see the peace of Christ in the middle of chaos? Do they see grace when others are harsh? Do they see hope when circumstances seem hopeless? Do they see a faith that remains steady when life gets difficult?

The Apostle Paul boldly wrote, “Follow my example, as I follow the example of Christ” (1 Corinthians 11:1).

That is a challenging statement. Could we honestly say the same?

When people watch how we treat our spouses, our children, our neighbors, the cashier at the grocery store, or even those who disagree with us, are they seeing Jesus reflected in us?

The truth is that our lives may be the only Bible some people ever encounter. Every conversation, every action, every response to adversity is an opportunity to point people toward Christ—or away from Him.

None of us get it right all the time. I certainly don’t. But our goal should be to live in such a way that others are drawn not to us, but to the Savior living within us.

Question #2: Do you have a passion to praise and serve Jesus?

Christianity was never meant to be a once-a-week activity.

It was never meant to be a religious checkbox.

It was never meant to be a routine without relationship.

Jesus gave everything for us. He carried our sins to the Cross, conquered death through His resurrection, and offers us eternal life. How can we not respond with passionate praise and wholehearted service?

Praise isn’t just singing songs on Sunday morning. Praise is thanking God when life is good. Praise is trusting Him when life is hard. Praise is lifting His name when the diagnosis comes, when the bills pile up, when the storm refuses to leave.

Service isn’t just what happens inside church walls. Service happens when we encourage someone who is hurting. It happens when we pray for others. It happens when we meet needs, show compassion, and become the hands and feet of Jesus in a broken world.

The question isn’t whether we attend church.

The question is whether our hearts burn with a love for Jesus.

Do we wake up looking for opportunities to honor Him?

Do we seek ways to serve others in His name?

Do we long to know Him more deeply today than we did yesterday?

A Personal Reflection:

As I ask these questions of my fellow brothers and sisters in Christ, I must also ask them of myself.

When people look at my life, do they see Jesus?

Am I living in a way that inspires others to draw closer to Him?

Do I still have a passion to praise Him through every season?

Do I still have a desire to serve Him with whatever time, talents, and opportunities He has given me?

These aren’t questions meant to bring condemnation. They are questions meant to bring reflection and renewal.

Perhaps today is a good day for all of us to pause and ask God to search our hearts.

May our lives be a testimony of His goodness.

May our words point people toward His truth.

May our actions reflect His love.

And may we never lose our passion to praise and serve the One who gave everything for us.

Lord, let my life be a reflection of You. Help me live in such a way that others see Jesus in me. Rekindle my passion to praise You, serve You, and follow You faithfully every day. Amen. ~OC

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When We Care More About Position Than Protection

Today’s a new day!

I know many people may disagree with what I am about to say, and that’s okay. Healthy disagreement is part of life and part of the Church. But I stand firmly by these words.

I care far more about the victims of abuse in our churches than I do about whether a woman teaches a Bible study, preaches a sermon, or stands behind a pulpit in a Southern Baptist Church—or any other church.

For years, countless hours, meetings, conferences, articles, and social media debates have focused on the role of women in ministry. Entire denominations have wrestled with the question. Churches have split over it. Christians have passionately argued both sides.

Yet while some believers are consumed with debates about who is allowed to speak from the platform, children, teenagers, and vulnerable adults have suffered abuse in churches that were supposed to be safe places.

That should break our hearts.

When Jesus walked this earth, He consistently placed people above power, compassion above control, and protection of the vulnerable above religious posturing. He reserved some of His strongest words for religious leaders who burdened others while neglecting justice, mercy, and faithfulness.

I cannot help but wonder what Jesus thinks when churches spend more energy debating who can preach or teach than they spend ensuring children are protected.

I cannot help but wonder what He thinks when victims are ignored, silenced, questioned, or blamed while church leaders focus on preserving reputations and institutions.

The Church should be the safest place on earth for a child.

The safest place for a survivor.

The safest place for the wounded.

The safest place for those seeking healing.

And yet, too often, it has not been.

This is not a statement against theology. 

Theology matters. Scripture matters. Church governance matters. But if our theological discussions become more important than protecting people made in the image of God, something has gone terribly wrong.

If Christians are more concerned about a woman’s role in ministry than they are about children being abused, they have missed something essential in the teachings of Jesus.

If we can passionately argue about positions while remaining silent about victims, we need to examine our priorities.

If we are quicker to defend institutions than to defend the brokenhearted, we need to return to the heart of Christ.

Jesus welcomed children.

Jesus protected the vulnerable.

Jesus stood with the hurting.

Jesus confronted religious leaders who had lost sight of what mattered most.

The Church should do the same.

The world is watching how we respond. More importantly, survivors are watching.

They don’t need another debate.

They need safety.

They need accountability.

They need justice.

They need compassion.

They need to know that the Church values their well-being more than its reputation.

My prayer is that Christians of every denomination would become known not merely for what we believe, but for how fiercely we protect the vulnerable, how seriously we take abuse allegations, how compassionately we care for survivors, and how faithfully we reflect the heart of Jesus.

Because at the end of the day, protecting the vulnerable is not a political issue.

It is not a denominational issue.

It is not a conservative issue or a progressive issue.

It is a Jesus issue. ~OC

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A Free Press Matters

Today’s a new day!

When I was in high school, I had a dream. I wanted to be the next great sports journalist. I loved sports, but even more than the games themselves, I loved the stories behind them. I admired the journalists who traveled the country, asked tough questions, told inspiring stories, and brought fans closer to the athletes and teams they followed.

Journalism fascinated me because it was about more than reporting scores and statistics. It was about seeking the truth, telling the stories that needed to be told, and helping people stay informed.

That is why I find myself disappointed by the growing attacks on journalists that we see today.

No, journalists are not perfect. They are human beings, and like every profession, there are good ones and bad ones. Some make mistakes. Some have biases. But the answer to imperfect journalism is not to destroy journalism. The answer is to pursue better journalism.

Throughout history, journalists have played a critical role in holding powerful people accountable. They have uncovered corruption, exposed injustice, highlighted the struggles of ordinary people, and brought important issues into the public conversation. Many have risked their careers, their freedom, and even their lives to report the truth.

A healthy democracy depends on an informed citizenry. People cannot make wise decisions if they do not have access to information. They cannot hold leaders accountable if no one is asking questions. They cannot understand what is happening in their communities, their nation, or the world if there is no one reporting the facts.

That is why a free press is so important.

We may not always agree with what journalists write. We may disagree with their conclusions, perspectives, or reporting. But disagreement should never become hostility toward the very institution that helps keep citizens informed.

As Christians, we should be people who value truth. Scripture repeatedly calls us to walk in truth, speak truth, and seek truth. While journalists are not the source of truth itself, many faithfully work to uncover facts and bring important information into the light.

When I think back to my high school dream of becoming a sports journalist, I still have great respect for those who dedicate their lives to telling stories and informing the public. Their work matters.

A democracy without journalists is a democracy left in the dark.

We may not always like what we hear, but a society that values truth must also value those who seek to report it.

Let us encourage honesty, integrity, and accountability in journalism while recognizing the vital role a free press plays in preserving freedom. An informed people are better equipped to make wise decisions, engage in meaningful conversations, and help build a stronger future for the next generation. ~OC

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The Book Of Jude And Today’s Political Climate

Today’s a new day! 

As I have been studying the Book of Jude, here are some of my thoughts:

The Book of Jude may be one of the shortest books in the Bible, but its message feels remarkably relevant in today’s political climate. Written as a warning to believers, Jude addressed a culture filled with deception, division, and individuals who sought power for their own gain. While Jude was not writing about modern politics, many of the principles he shared can help us navigate the world we live in today.

A Warning About Deception

Jude urged believers to “contend for the faith” because certain individuals had slipped into positions of influence and were leading people away from truth. Today, we live in a world overflowing with information, opinions, and competing narratives. Politicians, media outlets, influencers, and commentators all seek to shape public opinion.

The challenge for Christians is not to blindly follow a political party, personality, or movement. Our ultimate allegiance belongs to Jesus Christ. Jude reminds us that truth matters and that believers must exercise discernment rather than simply accepting whatever aligns with their preferences.

The Pursuit of Power

One of Jude’s concerns was people who pursued their own interests rather than God’s purposes. In today’s political environment, it can sometimes seem that the pursuit of power has become more important than serving people.

Political leaders are human. Some enter public service with honorable intentions, while others may become consumed by influence, recognition, or personal agendas. Jude reminds us that God sees the heart and that positions of authority come with accountability.

As Christians, we should pray for our leaders, support what is righteous, and speak against what is unjust regardless of which side of the political aisle it comes from.

Division and Hostility

Perhaps one of the most obvious connections between Jude and our current culture is the growing spirit of division. Families are divided. Friendships are strained. Churches sometimes find themselves fractured over political disagreements.

Jude warned about those who caused divisions among people. Today, social media algorithms, political rhetoric, and constant news cycles often encourage outrage rather than understanding.

The enemy would love for believers to become so consumed with political battles that they neglect the mission of the Gospel. Christians are called to be peacemakers, not merely partisans.

Mercy in the Middle of Conflict

One of the most beautiful passages in Jude is his instruction to show mercy. Even while warning about false teaching, Jude encourages believers to reach out to others with compassion.

In our political conversations, mercy is often in short supply. It is easy to label people, dismiss them, or assume the worst about those who disagree with us. Jude challenges us to stand firmly for truth while extending grace to others.

Truth without love becomes harsh. Love without truth becomes compromise. The Gospel calls us to embrace both.

Keeping Our Eyes on Christ

The greatest lesson Jude offers for today’s political climate is that our hope is not found in Washington, political parties, elections, or government programs. Governments rise and fall. Political movements come and go. Kingdoms throughout history have appeared powerful only to disappear.

Jesus Christ remains King.

Jude concludes his letter with one of the most encouraging doxologies in Scripture, reminding believers that God is able to keep us from stumbling and present us blameless before His presence.

When political tensions rise, Christians must remember that our citizenship is first in the Kingdom of God. We should be informed citizens, engaged in our communities, and faithful in prayer, but our confidence must never rest in earthly leaders.

Final Thoughts

The Book of Jude speaks directly into a culture of confusion, deception, division, and competing voices. While political climates change from generation to generation, God’s truth remains constant.

Rather than placing our faith in politicians, we are called to place our faith in Christ. Rather than allowing politics to divide us, we are called to love one another. Rather than being consumed by fear about the future, we can trust the One who holds the future in His hands.

In a world filled with political noise, the message of Jude remains clear: stand firm in the truth, walk in mercy, and keep your eyes fixed on Jesus. ~OC

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