On October 15, 2025, my old self drowned in the Tennessee River—Christ’s grace resurrected me (Romans 6:4 CEV).
Change comes slow, but Christ comes sure. The man who once snapped now pauses—not perfectly, but prayerfully. My wife’s steady love (Proverbs 31:12 CEV) recognizing that she is also not perfect and the Spirit’s promptings (Galatians 5:22-23 CEV) and my faith in her grows are reshaping me. My love for her grows even if I stumble.
At Calvary—where Jesus died for all my failures—He bore every harsh word I’ve regretted; at baptism, I surrendered my right to retaliate. Some days, old habits roar. On others, grace whispers louder through Scripture I’ve hidden in my heart. But each step—from baptism’s waters to daily choices—proves: ‘He who began a good work will carry it to completion’ (Philippians 1:6 CEV).
My wife sees the difference. ‘The old is gone!’ she signs with a smile. I’m not perfect—just forgiven, and fiercely loved by my Savior Jesus Christ.
If my messy journey resonates, know this: Christ’s river runs deep enough for your old self too. His door is open—will you step through and accept Christ your Lord and Savior?
Amen!
