For more than two decades I’ve served in Christian ministry and leadership. Much of that time was spent walking with people through disaster, grief, and uncertainty — and then, in recent years, walking through some of my own. I’m a father of three, and I lost my wife, Kimberley, after an aggressive cancer journey. That season reshaped me. It made my faith more honest, more desperate, and more dependent.

These reflections began as simple Monday emails to a small ministry team. I wasn’t trying to build an audience - I’m still not. I was just trying to be faithful to the words God was stirring up in me — the Scriptures that kept pursuing me, the questions that refused to stay buried, the hope that kept rising when it had no business rising.

Over time, others found themselves in those words.

So this space grew.

I write for people who want a faith that can survive real life.
For leaders who feel worn down.
For believers who are somewhere between hope and heartbreak.
For anyone who needs to know they’re not the only one asking hard questions.

I’m not writing as an expert — just as someone trying to follow Jesus with an open heart, an honest faith, and a growing conviction that God meets us most powerfully in the places we least expect.

If something here resonates with your journey, I’m grateful.

If it helps you see God more clearly, even for a moment, that’s His grace.

— Brent