08/26/2026
Iām a Christian who has made choices I knew didnāt honor God.
Iām a Christian who has chased success, recognition, money, influence, and the approval of people.
Iām a Christian who has had seasons where I wanted Godās blessings more than I wanted Godās presence.
Iām a Christian who has preached faith while privately wrestling with fear.
Iām a Christian who has made excuses for things God was trying to deliver me from.
Iām a Christian who has known Scripture, preached Scripture, believed Scripture... and still had moments when I chose Brandonās way over Godās way.
Iāve been homeless.
Iāve been broken.
Iāve experienced loss.
Iāve watched things I thought would last forever fall apart.
Iāve had moments when I didnāt know how I was going to feed my children, pay a bill, or make it to the next opportunity.
And Iāve also watched God send provision from places I never expected.
So no, Iām not a Christian because I have always gotten it right.
Iām a Christian because when I was wrong, Jesus was still right.
When I wandered, He came looking for me.
When I was guilty, He forgave me.
When I was empty, He filled me.
When I was broken, He kept putting me back together.
When I couldn't see a way, He kept proving that He had already made one.
I am living proof that grace is not a reward for perfect people. Grace is the reason imperfect people can become new people.
Iām not the man I used to be.
Iām not yet the man Iām going to be.
But by the grace of God, I am becoming the man He created me to be.
And after everything Iāve survived, everything Iāve lost, everything Iāve gotten wrong, and everything He has brought me through...
Iām still chasing God.
Not because Iām perfect.
Because I know what it feels like to be found. ā¤ļø