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This Is How You Love God I have discovered that loving God is one of the most spoken-about realities in Christianity, and yet it can be one of the least understood in the ordinary rhythms of daily life. We say it easily. We sing it often. We preach it, confess it, quote it, and write it in cards and messages. “I love God.” “I love the Lord.” “I love Jesus.” And yet, if I am honest, there have been times in my walk with God when those words came out of my mouth more easily tha

I have had to ask myself a question that cannot be answered casually: Am I truly walking on God’s path, or have I simply taken my own path and attached His name to it? That question cuts deeper than most of us want to admit. It is easy to attend church, quote Scripture, speak Christian language, post Bible verses, and still be moving in the direction of our own will. It is possible to believe in God and yet resist following Him. It is possible to admire Jesus and still avoid

“Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you. Before you were born, I set you apart. I appointed you a prophet to the nations.” — Jeremiah 1:5 There are verses in Scripture that comfort us, and then there are verses that confront us. Jeremiah 1:5 does both. It comforts me because it tells me I was never forgotten. It confronts me because it tells me I was never my own. Before I had a name, God had a purpose. Before I had a voice, God had an assignment. Before I had a memory,

The Spirit of Lack vs. The Abundance of the Kingdom There are moments in the Kingdom of God where the Holy Spirit will confront not our actions first, but our way of seeing. Because long before a man walks in bondage externally, he has already accepted limitation internally. And one of the greatest battles I have discovered in my walk with Christ is not merely the battle between righteousness and sin, but the battle between abundance and lack — between Heaven’s perspective an

Psalm 91 is not merely a chapter to be quoted in a crisis. It is a dwelling place. For years, I have carried this Psalm close to my spirit. I have prayed it, declared it, preached it, meditated on it, and applied it virtually every day of my life. I have encouraged those in the church not only to know Psalm 91, not only to memorize its promises, and not only to quote it when fear rises, but to live out of it every single day. Because Psalm 91 is probably one of the most criti

This morning I sat over breakfast with a dear friend of mine, Dr. Rudy — a natural general practitioner of medicine, yet also a deeply anointed man of God. And as we spoke together, our conversation quickly turned toward the things of God, the presence of the Holy Spirit, and the rivers of living water that Jesus promised would flow from the lives of those who truly believe. And while we sat there talking, I sensed the presence of the Holy Spirit quietly settling around us. I

The atmosphere changes when Heaven begins to press against the ordinary routines of human life. There are times when the presence of God moves so deeply and so unmistakably that even those standing in the room realize they are witnessing something beyond human effort, beyond emotionalism, and beyond religious performance. You can preach about revival. You can teach on awakening. You can quote history, theology, and doctrine. But when Heaven begins to invade the earth in a tan

There is a deception rising upon the earth that does not initially appear dark, evil, or dangerous. In fact, much of it appears spiritual, compassionate, intellectual, balanced, modern, and even Christian. That is what makes it deadly. Satan has never needed to destroy truth by force alone. More often, he corrupts it by mixture. From the beginning in the Garden of Eden, the enemy did not arrive denying God entirely. He arrived twisting what God had already spoken. The first s

A strange thing begins happening when the Lord starts drawing a person toward a mantle. Life may still look ordinary outwardly. You may still wake up in the same house, go to the same job, sit in the same church services, speak to the same people, and move through the same daily routines. Nothing may appear dramatically different on the surface. And yet inwardly, something begins shifting so deeply that you quietly realize you can no longer belong to yourself in the same way

Where Love Flows, I Am — The Dwelling Place of God I am not inviting you into a concept. I am not drawing you toward a theology. I am calling you into a realm. A realm not governed by human emotion, not sustained by effort, not produced by discipline alone—but a realm that flows from My very nature. For I am love. Not that I possess love. Not that I demonstrate love. But that I am love. As it is written in 1 John 4:8, “He that loveth not knoweth not God; for God is love.” So

I have stood in rooms full of noise while my soul felt completely silent. I have watched people chase relief through distraction, achievement, relationships, entertainment, religion, and ambition, only to collapse inwardly the moment the crowd disappeared and the lights faded. I have seen men smile publicly while privately unraveling. I have watched hearts search for peace in every direction except the presence of Christ. And I have learned something through both brokenness a

There are moments in life when I look back and realize that heaven was speaking over me long before I ever understood the sound of its voice. I remember seasons where I thought I was simply surviving, only to later discover that God was shaping me in secret places I could not yet interpret. I thought I was wandering. I thought I was broken. I thought I was delayed. But the Spirit of the Lord kept whispering something deeper into my soul: “Before I formed you in the womb, I kn

There are places in God that cannot be rushed into. I have learned this not in moments of victory, but in seasons where everything in me wanted to move… and heaven told me to stand still. There have been times when I felt the pressure to act, to fix, to respond, to push forward into something—anything—just to break the silence. And yet, in those very moments, I sensed the Spirit of the Lord whispering, “Wait.” Not because He had abandoned me. But because He was forming me. Th

The contents of this blog have been carefully drawn from my book For His Kingdom, available on Amazon. But this is not just content taken from pages—it is revelation that has been walked out, tested, and encountered in the presence of God. What you are about to read is not theory; it is an invitation into a deeper reality of living for His Kingdom, where intimacy, authority, and faith converge into a life that is fully surrendered to Him. There came a point in my walk with th

The Progressive Nature of Freedom I remember the moment I said yes. It felt decisive. Clean. Final. Something in me knew that I had crossed a line I could never uncross. I wasn’t analyzing theology. I wasn’t weighing options. I wasn’t trying to improve myself. I had come face to face with something real—someone real—and in that moment, I surrendered. And I believed, like many do in that first moment, that everything had changed. And in one sense… it had. But in another sense,

The Cost of Salvation “You Were Not Saved Cheaply” I remember the moment it began to press on me—not as a doctrine I had learned, not as a message I had preached, but as something that began to settle deep within me, almost like a weight that I could not shake. It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t dramatic. It was quiet, but it was piercing. And it came wrapped in a question that I could not ignore: Do you really understand what it cost? We say it so easily—almost instinctively. “Jesus

I remember the day, even now. Not because it was loud or dramatic… but because something shifted inside of me in a way I could not explain. I was about eight years old, lying on the grass outside my home in Ottawa. It was quiet. Ordinary. Nothing in the natural suggested that this moment would become a marker in my life. But heaven does not always announce itself the way we expect. I looked up into the sky, and what caught my attention was something simple, yet deeply unsettl

Experiencing the nearness, direction, and transforming work of His presence I have been reflecting deeply on the reality of the Holy Spirit—not merely as a doctrine we affirm, but as a living presence within us that is meant to shape every part of our lives. And the more I reflect, the more I recognize something that is not always obvious, but is consistently present across the body of Christ. We believe in the Holy Spirit. We speak about Him. We honor Him in our theology. We

Adapted from my upcoming book, The Divine Blade: Wielding the Sword of the Lord I have felt something stirring in my spirit for a long time now, and it has only intensified through prayer, pressure, hidden dealings, and the increasing seriousness of the hour we are living in. The Lord has been speaking to me about the sword in a way that is not superficial, not symbolic only, and certainly not theatrical. He has been speaking to me about the sword of the Lord as something hol

I have learned that obedience is rarely convenient to the flesh. It does not usually arrive at the moment when my emotions are settled, my mind is comfortable, and my circumstances are arranged in a way that makes surrender easy. Obedience often comes when something in me still wants to argue. It comes when my pride has an opinion, when my soul has an explanation, when my flesh has already prepared its defense, and when my own understanding believes it has gathered enough evi