Tag: Worship

Keep Going

Today’s a new day!

There are moments in life when the journey feels too heavy for words. Doctor appointments, setbacks, unanswered prayers, victories nobody else sees, and quiet tears in the middle of the night can shape a person in ways the world may never fully understand. Health battles have a way of stripping life down to what truly matters. They teach you what strength really looks like. They teach you who stays. They teach you how deeply you need God.

And through my own crazy, beautiful health journey, there are two words I have learned to live by:

Keep Going.

Not because every day is easy.
Not because every prayer gets answered overnight.
Not because fear magically disappears.

But because God is still God in the middle of the struggle.

Sometimes “keep going” looks heroic.
Sometimes it looks like worship music playing softly in a hospital room.
Sometimes it looks like praying through tears.
Sometimes it looks like simply getting out of bed when my body wants to quit.

The world often celebrates dramatic victories, but heaven also sees the quiet endurance. The days when nobody applauds you for surviving. The moments when faith is not loud, but stubborn. The seasons where all you can do is whisper, “Jesus, help me make it through today.”

That still counts as faith.

Health journeys are strange because they are both painful and beautiful at the same time. Painful because suffering changes you. Beautiful because God meets you there in ways comfort never could.

When life is going well, it is easy to say God is good.
But when your body hurts, your plans collapse, your future feels uncertain, and you still choose to trust Him anyway — that kind of faith becomes refined like gold.

I have learned that healing is not always instant. Sometimes healing comes in layers. Sometimes God heals physically. Sometimes He heals emotionally. Sometimes He heals spiritually first while your body is still fighting a battle.

And sometimes the miracle is not that you escaped the storm.
Sometimes the miracle is that you did not lose your faith inside it.

“Keep going” became more than motivation for me. It became survival. It became worship. It became a declaration that sickness would not have the final word over my life.

Because Jesus always has the final word.

There were days I questioned everything. Days I was exhausted from being strong. Days where I wondered why the road felt so long. But every single time I thought I had reached the end of myself, God reminded me that His strength begins where mine ends.

That is the beauty of grace.

Grace carries you when your legs are weak.
Grace holds you together when your emotions fall apart.
Grace reminds you that your identity is not found in a diagnosis, limitation, or medical chart.

You are still loved.
You are still chosen.
You are still called.
You are still valuable.

The enemy wants suffering to make you bitter, isolated, and hopeless. But God can use suffering to make you compassionate, authentic, and deeply rooted in Him.

Some of the most powerful people I have ever met are people who have suffered deeply yet still carry kindness in their hearts. People who know pain but still choose love. People who understand weakness yet continue encouraging others.

That is real strength.

Maybe your own journey feels messy right now. Maybe you are waiting for test results, fighting chronic illness, battling exhaustion, or carrying silent struggles nobody else understands.

Keep going.

Even when progress feels slow.
Even when your prayers feel repetitive.
Even when fear tries to speak louder than faith.

Keep going because God is still writing your story.

One of the hardest lessons health struggles teach us is surrender. We like control. We like plans. We like certainty. But faith often grows strongest in uncertainty.

Sometimes God calms the storm.
Sometimes God calms His child while the storm still rages.

Either way, He remains faithful.

Looking back, I can honestly say this journey has changed me. It has forced me to slow down. It has humbled me. It has deepened my prayer life. It has made me appreciate small victories. It has taught me to stop taking ordinary days for granted.

And strangely enough, in the middle of all the pain, I have found beauty.

Beauty in quiet mornings with God.
Beauty in people showing up unexpectedly.
Beauty in learning that weakness is not failure.
Beauty in realizing that hope can still exist in hard places.

This crazy, beautiful journey has taught me that life is fragile, but faith is strong. Bodies may struggle, but God’s promises remain unshaken.

So if I could leave you with anything today, it would simply be these two words:

Keep Going.

Not because you have all the answers.
Not because you never feel afraid.
But because Jesus walks beside you every step of the way.

And sometimes the greatest testimony is not a person who never struggled.

Sometimes the greatest testimony is the person who went through the fire and still chose to trust God. ~OC

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The Kingdom

Today’s a new day! I want to share a poem I wrote a few years ago. It’s entitled “The Kingdom.” ~OC

They can empty my pockets,
strip the paint from my name,
close doors in my face
and leave me standing in the cold of rejection.

They can take the title,
the comfort,
the applause of crowds
that fade like smoke in the wind.

They can break my body with sickness,
bury my dreams beneath ashes,
and tell me I am forgotten.

But there is one thing
this world will never touch.

It cannot steal the crown
prepared by nail-scarred hands.
It cannot silence the promise
spoken by the risen King.
It cannot chain eternity,
cannot lock Heaven’s gates,
cannot erase my name
written in the Book of Life.

For my treasure is not built
from the dust of this earth.
My hope is not hanging
on the fragile thread of tomorrow.
My inheritance is guarded
beyond the reach of thieves,
beyond the power of kingdoms,
beyond the grave itself.

So let the storms come.
Let mountains crumble
and fortunes disappear.
Let the world take all it can carry.

Because when the final shadow falls,
I will still stand redeemed,
still held by mercy,
still clothed in grace.

The world may take everything from me,
but it cannot take away
the Kingdom of Heaven from me.

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Microwave Waiting

Today’s a new day! 

Waiting is one of the hardest parts of the Christian life. We pray. We cry out to God. We ask for direction, healing, provision, or restoration, and deep down we often expect an immediate answer. We live in a world of instant downloads, fast food, overnight shipping, and microwave solutions, so naturally we sometimes expect our prayers to work the same way.

We pray about a job and hope the phone rings tomorrow. 

We pray about a relationship and expect immediate reconciliation.


We pray about a health issue and long for instant healing.

And sometimes God does answer quickly. Sometimes doors swing wide open almost immediately. Sometimes healing comes fast, provision appears unexpectedly, and breakthrough arrives sooner than we imagined. Those moments remind us that God is powerful, loving, and fully able to move in an instant.

But other times… God’s timing feels like forever.

There are seasons when heaven seems quiet. Seasons where the prayer has been repeated hundreds of times. Seasons where tears have become part of the daily routine. In those moments, it can be tempting to believe God has forgotten us, ignored us, or moved on from our situation.

But the silence of God does not mean the absence of God.

Often, the waiting season is where God does some of His deepest work in us. While we are focused on the answer, God is focused on our heart. While we are praying for a destination, God is shaping our character during the journey.

Waiting teaches us trust.

Anyone can praise God when the answer comes quickly. But faith grows stronger when we continue trusting Him before we see the outcome. Waiting teaches perseverance. It teaches surrender. It teaches us to seek God not only for what He can give us, but simply for who He is.

Sometimes God delays the answer because He is protecting us. Sometimes He is preparing us. Sometimes He is arranging circumstances we cannot yet see. And sometimes He wants us to learn to hear His voice more clearly in the quiet place of dependence.

The Bible is filled with people who had to wait.

The Book of Psalms is full of cries from David asking, “How long, O Lord?” Abraham waited years for God’s promise. Joseph waited through betrayal and prison before stepping into purpose. Even the disciples had to wait after the resurrection before the Holy Spirit came at Pentecost.

The waiting was never wasted.

Neither is yours.

If you are praying today for a job, a relationship, healing, direction, or peace, do not give up because the answer has not arrived yet. Keep pressing in. Keep praying. Keep opening God’s Word. Keep worshiping when it is hard. Keep listening for His voice.

Sometimes God speaks through open doors.
Sometimes He speaks through closed doors.
And sometimes He speaks through the waiting itself.

Do not let delay destroy your faith. God is still working even when you cannot yet see the evidence. A seed underground looks invisible before it becomes a harvest.

God’s timing is not microwave timing. It is holy timing.

And when the answer finally comes, you may discover that the greatest miracle was not simply what God did for you, but what He did inside of you while you waited. ~OC

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Alive, Awake, Alert

Today’s a new day!

As I continue walking this journey, I do so alive, awake, alert, and enthusiastic for Jesus. Life has a way of trying to wear us down. There are days filled with uncertainty, storms that seem relentless, and moments when exhaustion tries to silence our praise. Yet through it all, Christ continues to breathe fresh life into my spirit. He reminds me that faith was never meant to be passive or lifeless. Following Jesus is an active, living relationship that transforms the way we walk, speak, love, and endure.

To be alive in Christ means my heart still burns with purpose. To be awake means I refuse to sleep through the calling God has placed on my life. To be alert means I recognize that every conversation, every trial, and every blessing is an opportunity to reflect His light. And to be enthusiastic for Jesus means I will never apologize for celebrating the One who saved my soul, carried me through valleys, and never once abandoned me in my darkest hours.

This journey is not always easy, but it is always worth it. Jesus never promised a life free of hardship, but He did promise His presence. Even on difficult days, there is joy because Christ is still King. There is hope because the tomb is still empty. There is peace because God is still on the throne. The enemy may try to discourage believers, but discouragement does not define us. Our identity is found in Jesus Christ alone.

So I will continue forward with passion and expectancy. I will continue loving people, speaking truth, extending grace, and pointing others toward the Savior. I want my life to reflect a heart that is fully surrendered and fully alive in Him. This world desperately needs believers who are awake to the movement of God and enthusiastic about sharing the Gospel without fear or hesitation.

Today, I choose joy. I choose faith. I choose worship. And above all else, I choose Jesus. ~OC

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The Empty Road

Today’s a new day! Over the last few months, I have written a collection of short stories entitled “Miles That Still Matter.” I thought I would share one with you today. ~OC

Every morning at 5:00 a.m., Ed still woke up before sunrise.

For twenty years, he had laced up his running shoes before the world stirred awake. Marathons had shaped his life. He knew the quiet roads, the rhythm of breath, the ache in his legs at mile twenty-two, and the victory of crossing finish lines.

But now the shoes sat untouched beside the door.

A neurological condition had changed everything.

“Maybe tomorrow,” he whispered every morning, though he knew tomorrow would not come.

One chilly Florida morning, Ed sat on his porch with a cup of coffee, listening to a Carolina Wren sing from the oak tree nearby. His neighbor, Marcus, walked by slowly with his dog.

“Haven’t seen you running lately,” Marcus said carefully.

Ed forced a smile. “Doctors say those days are over.”

Marcus nodded awkwardly. “That’s rough.”

For a long moment, neither man spoke.

Then Ed quietly said, “You know what marathon running taught me?”

“What’s that?”

“That life isn’t won in the fast miles. It’s won in the hard ones.”

Marcus looked at him curiously.

Ed continued, “Anybody can run downhill with fresh legs. But when your body screams to quit and you keep going anyway—that’s where character shows up.”

Marcus stared at the ground.

“My wife left last month,” he admitted. “I honestly don’t know how to keep going.”

Ed leaned back in his chair.

“In a marathon,” he said, “you never focus on all twenty-six miles. You just look for the next step. Jesus works that way too. He doesn’t always give us the whole roadmap. Sometimes He just says, ‘Walk with Me to the next mile marker.’”

Marcus wiped his eyes.

That morning, Ed realized something.

He could no longer run races.

But he could still help weary people finish theirs.

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Not In The Storm

Today’s a new day!

There comes a moment in life when you realize the journey is not about pretending to be strong every second of every day. It is about learning how to walk honestly with God through both the beautiful moments and the painful ones. As I continue walking this crazy beautiful health journey, I am jumping into the deep end of life.  I am choosing to live fully, love deeply, and embrace every moment God places in front of me. I am taking trips with my bride, cherishing the laughter, the quiet moments, and the memories we are building together. I am having deep and meaningful conversations about real life, real struggles, real faith, and real hope. No sugar coating. No masks. Just honesty wrapped in grace.

Some days are incredibly good. Some days feel light, hopeful, and full of strength. Then there are days that are really tough. Days where the storm feels loud and exhausting. But through every high and every low, I refuse to let the storm become my identity. My diagnosis is not my identity. My struggles are not my identity. My difficult moments are not my identity. My identity is found completely in Christ, and that is the only identity that truly matters.

The world often tries to define people by what they are going through.   God defines us by who we belong to. We belong to Him. We are loved by Him. We are redeemed by Him. We are sustained by Him. Storms may shape parts of our story, but they do not get to name us. Jesus does.

What this journey has taught me more than anything is this: life is too precious to spend buried under fear, hesitation, or regret. Too many people are waiting for “someday” to start living. Someday they will take the dream trip. Someday they will say “I love you.” Someday they will forgive. Someday they will have the hard but healing conversation. Someday they will step out in faith and pursue what God placed in their heart. But someday is never promised.

So my encouragement to everyone reading this is simple: live life to the fullest. Trust God enough to truly live. Take the trip. Make the phone call. Sit down and have the real conversation. Laugh loudly. Love deeply. Pray boldly. Stop allowing fear to keep you trapped in a life of “I wish I would have.” The storm may still rage around you, but there is a way to live beyond the storm.

Living beyond the storm does not mean pretending the storm is not real. It means refusing to let the storm steal your joy, your purpose, your faith, or your ability to truly live. It means understanding that even in the middle of pain, God is still writing beautiful chapters. It means choosing to see every breath as a gift and every day as an opportunity to love God and love people well.

At the end of our lives, most people will not regret loving too much, believing too much, or trusting God too deeply. They will regret the moments fear kept them from fully living. So live courageously. Live gratefully. Live authentically. And no matter what storm comes your way, never forget who you are.

Your identity is not in the storm.

Your identity is in Christ. ~OC

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Unshaken By Time (A Poem)

In the beginning before the mountains rose,
Before oceans learned the rhythm of the tides,
Before stars were hung like lanterns in eternity,
There was God—
Holy, eternal, and overflowing with love.

Not a distant love made of empty words,
Not a fragile love that fades with failure,
But a roaring river of mercy
That pours through the cracks of broken humanity.

His love walked with Adam in the garden breeze,
Even after rebellion stained innocent hands.
His compassion covered shame with grace,
While heaven itself mourned the fall of man.

Through deserts and wandering generations,
God carried His people like fire in the night.
When kingdoms collapsed beneath pride and violence,

His hope still thundered through the prophets:
“Return to Me, and you shall live.”

Hope—
Not the weak wish of uncertain hearts,
But the blazing promise of heaven’s King.
Hope that survives prison chains,
Hope that sings inside lion’s dens,
Hope that rises from ashes
Like dawn breaking over ruined cities.

Then came Christ,
The Word wrapped in flesh and humility.
He touched lepers without fear,
Sat beside sinners without disgust,
And spoke forgiveness
Into lives the world had thrown away.

At the cross,
Grace stretched out wounded hands.
The sky grew dark,
The earth trembled,
And mercy bled for mankind.

Every hammer strike cried out love.
Every drop of blood declared redemption.
Every breath He gave away
Opened heaven’s gates for the lost.

And when they placed Him in the grave,
Hell believed the story was over.
But on the third day,
Hope burst forth like lightning from eternity.
Death shattered.
The stone rolled away.
And Christ arose victorious forevermore.

Now forgiveness flows freely
To the addict and the orphan,
To the weary and forgotten,
To the proud who finally kneel,
To every soul crying out in the dark for rescue.

No sin is stronger than His grace.
No failure deeper than His compassion.
No night so endless
That God’s love cannot bring the morning.

So let the nations sing.
Let the weary lift their eyes.
Let broken hearts remember
That heaven has not abandoned them.

For the God who formed galaxies
Still bends low to hear a whispered prayer.
The Savior who conquered the grave
Still calls humanity by name.

And His love—
Unshaken by time,
Undefeated by evil,
Unmeasured by human understanding—
Will reign forever and ever.

Amen.

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Before We Speak

Today’s a new day! 

In a world overflowing with criticism, outrage, and division, followers of Jesus are called to respond differently. It is easy to point out someone’s failures. It is easy to condemn, shame, or speak harshly when people fall short. But Christ never called His people to become professional judges of broken humanity. He called us to become carriers of grace, truth, and prayer. Before we rush to criticize someone’s life, we should first fall to our knees and pray for their heart. Before we speak words of condemnation, we should ask God to move in their life the same way He once moved in ours.

Every person you see fighting battles, making mistakes, or wandering far from God is still someone deeply loved by the Creator. Many people are carrying wounds nobody knows about. Some are drowning in fear, addiction, loneliness, bitterness, or shame. They do not need believers throwing stones from a distance; they need people willing to intercede for them with compassion. Jesus showed us what mercy looks like. Even while hanging on the cross, He prayed, “Father, forgive them.” If the Son of God responded to hatred with prayer and forgiveness, how much more should we?

Pray more than you judge. Pray more than you condemn. Pray for your family members who seem far from God. Pray for those who hurt you. Pray for those trapped in sin. Pray for those who mock your faith. Prayer has the power to soften hardened hearts, restore broken lives, and bring people into an encounter with Jesus that no argument ever could. Condemnation pushes people further into darkness, but prayer invites the light of God into impossible situations.

The Church shines brightest when it reflects the heart of Christ. Truth matters, but truth without love becomes noise. We are called to stand for righteousness while still extending mercy to people who desperately need hope. None of us were saved because we were perfect; we were saved because Jesus loved us in the middle of our brokenness. May we become believers known not for harsh judgment, but for powerful prayers, compassionate hearts, and a relentless desire to see people redeemed by the grace of God. ~OC

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Bruised Not Defeated

Today’s a new day!

There were moments when the storms of life tried to break you. The winds of hardship blew against your heart, the rain of disappointment poured endlessly, and the waves of exhaustion threatened to pull you under. People mocked your faith, questioned your devotion to Jesus, and treated your love for God like it was foolishness. Some walked away from you because of your obedience to Christ. Others misunderstood your journey entirely. Yet through every tear, every sleepless night, every spiritual battle, and every lonely season, God kept you standing. You may be bruised, but you are not broken. You may have scars, but those scars testify that the Lord has carried you through battles that should have destroyed you.

The enemy thought the warfare would silence your praise, but instead it deepened your worship. Every attack became another reason to lean closer to Jesus. Every trial became another testimony of His faithfulness. You kept praying when your heart was tired. You kept serving when nobody noticed. You kept praising the King of kings even when life made no sense. That is not weakness — that is spiritual endurance forged in the fire of God’s presence. The world may see an ordinary believer, but heaven sees a warrior who refused to quit.

Nothing can defeat a child of God who keeps their eyes fixed on Jesus. The storms may rage, but they cannot overthrow the foundation built on Christ. Spiritual warfare may intensify, but the power of God is greater than every attack of darkness. The same Savior who conquered death lives inside of you. Because of Him, you are not fighting for victory — you are fighting from victory. The cross already settled the outcome. The tomb is still empty, the Holy Spirit is still moving, and the King still reigns.

So stand tall in your faith. Keep lifting holy hands in worship. Keep speaking the name of Jesus with boldness. Your survival is proof of God’s sustaining grace. Your praise in the middle of pain is a weapon the enemy cannot understand. 

Through every battle, every heartbreak, and every storm, one truth remains unshaken: you are still standing, still serving, still praising, and still held securely in the hands of the King of kings. ~OC

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Running The Race With The Looney Tunes

Today’s a new day! 

A wonderful memory from my childhood, is getting a bowl of cereal on a Saturday morning and watching cartoons. As I think back on those carefree days, the following came to me. 

At first glance, the wild and wacky world of Looney Tunes might seem like pure slapstick entertainment. Explosions, chase scenes, clever tricks—it’s all part of the fun. But if you look a little closer, these classic characters can actually offer some surprisingly meaningful reflections on the Christian lifestyle.

1. Staying Grounded Like Bugs Bunny

Bugs Bunny is calm under pressure. No matter what chaos surrounds him, he rarely loses his composure. In many ways, that mirrors what Scripture calls us to: a steady, grounded faith.

Life throws unexpected challenges at us, but believers are called to respond with wisdom and peace rather than panic. Like Bugs, we don’t have to react to every situation emotionally—we can trust God and respond with clarity and confidence.

2. The Danger of Pride: Daffy Duck

Daffy Duck is often driven by ego, always trying to prove he’s better, smarter, or more deserving than everyone else. And more often than not, it leads to his downfall.

That’s a powerful reminder of what pride can do in our own lives. Proverbs warns that pride comes before destruction. The Christian life calls us to humility—putting others before ourselves and recognizing that everything we have comes from God.

3. Perseverance with Purpose: Wile E. Coyote and Road Runner

Wile E. Coyote never gives up. No matter how many times his plans fail, he keeps trying. While his methods might not be wise, his persistence is undeniable.

Christians are also called to persevere—but with a key difference: our trust is in God, not in our own schemes. Hebrews encourages us to “run with endurance the race set before us.” 

Persistence matters, but it must be rooted in faith, not frustration.

Meanwhile, the Road Runner reminds us of the importance of staying focused. He doesn’t get distracted—he just keeps moving forward. In our walk with Christ, focus is essential. When we fix our eyes on Jesus, we avoid many of the traps that slow us down.

4. Innocence and Watchfulness: Tweety and Sylvester

Tweety may appear small and vulnerable, but he’s more aware than he looks. Sylvester, on the other hand, is constantly scheming but never quite succeeds.

Jesus told His followers to be “wise as serpents and innocent as doves.” Tweety reflects that balance—gentle, yet aware. The Christian life isn’t about being naive; it’s about walking in purity while staying spiritually alert.

5. When Life Blows Up (Literally)

Let’s be honest—Looney Tunes characters go through a lot. They get flattened, blown up, and launched into the sky… and yet, the next scene, they’re back again.

While real life isn’t a cartoon, there’s a truth here: setbacks aren’t the end. In Christ, we have resilience. We may fall, but we’re not finished. God restores, rebuilds, and redeems.

Final Thoughts

The world of Looney Tunes is exaggerated, humorous, and chaotic—but isn’t life sometimes the same? The difference for believers is this: we don’t navigate the chaos alone.

Where the characters rely on tricks, luck, or endless retries, we rely on something far greater—God’s grace, wisdom, and direction.

So the next time you see a cartoon chase or a comical mishap, remember: even in the most unexpected places, there can be a reminder of truth. Stay humble, stay focused, persevere with faith—and keep your eyes on the One who guides your path. ~OC

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