Author: The Faithful Steward
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Crimson, The Worm, and the Salvation Story
A Faithful Steward Chronicles Piece “I am a worm and not a man…” Psalm 22:6 There are moments in Scripture that seem small, almost easy to pass over…until you pause, look again, and realize they carry the weight of the entire salvation story. One such moment is hidden in a single word: Worm. Not just…
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Aspect that makes a person unique…
Which aspects do you think makes a person unique? There is something sacred about individuality.Not the loud, attention-seeking kind of uniqueness the world often celebrates,but the quiet, intricate design woven into each human soul.A person is not just one thing.We are layers.We are shaped by our experiences, the homes we grew up in, the prayers…
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Flipping Tables — A Quiet Reckoning
There is a version of Jesus Christ I am comfortable with:gentle, patient, merciful, kind. The One who heals.The One who restores.The One who whispers peace into restless places. But then…there is the One who flips tables. And I find myself unsettled. Because if He walks into the temple of my heart,What would He overturn? I…
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What makes me Laugh?
What makes you laugh? I wish I had a clear answer. Not the kind you give quickly like a favorite joke or a comedy show.The truth is, I don’t always remember what makes me laugh. And somehow… that makes me smile a little. I’ve noticed something about myself though. I laugh in awkward moments.When a…
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Palm Sunday: The Turning of Voices
They shouted Hosanna, not in whispers.Not in hesitation.But with full voicewith hope rising like a tide in their chests. “Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!” Palm branches fell at His feet,like offerings from hearts that believedthis was finally the moment…The King had come. But the road He chose…was not the…
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At The King’s Table: We like Mephibosheth…
“Do not fear, for I will surely show you kindness for Jonathan your father’s sake…” 2 Samuel 9:7 Like Mephibosheth, we are lame in both legs. Not always visibly, not always physically, but deeply aware of our limitations. There are places we cannot go, battles we cannot fight, standards we cannot meet. Life has marked…
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The Lily of the Valley
“I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.” Song of Songs 2:1 There is something deeply humbling about the lily of the valley. It does not grow in places of prominence. It is not found standing tall in open fields, demanding attention. Instead, it blooms quietly in the low places in…
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Autumn
There is something about autumn that feels like a quiet sermon. Not loud.Not urgent.Not demanding attention. Just… deeply, undeniably true. The trees do not panic when the leaves begin to fall. They do not cling, negotiate, or resist. They release, gracefully, almost reverently, as if they understand something we are still learning: that letting go…
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The Return of a Writer’s Voice
There was a time when writing felt like breathing. Effortless. Playful. Alive. Words came without permission, without structure, without the heavy hand of expectation. They spilled onto the page like laughter, free, unfiltered, full of wonder. You didn’t think about voice back then… You simply had one. Then life happened. Years passed.Responsibilities grew.Seasons changed. And…
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Steward
What is onethe word that describes you? Steward. A word that humbles me more than it elevates me. Because stewardship is not about ownership it is about responsibility. It is about recognising that everything I carry my gifts, my voice, my space, my faith has been entrusted to me. So I choose to be intentional.To…
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