Homeschooling Dad of 6, PhD, CFRE, Fundraiser, Presenter, Grant Writer, Christian, Author, Therapist, Conservative, CEO - Here-4-You Christian Grant Consulting.
Fourteen memos. Paper and ink, mostly. But anyone who has ever watched a bureaucratic document land on a desk knows the weight is never in the paper. It is difficult to describe the orders in these memos as anything other than shocking.
You read a novel where the sex scenes are flawless. No awkwardness. No mismatched desire. No real bodies. And you think: That's not intimacy. That's a fantasy that erased the messy truth of two people trying to meet each other. Frustrating, isn't it?
The deadline is a stone in your chest and the budget gap yawns like a hungry mouth. You reach for the phone. You reach for prayer. Both answers are in the same room. They just need to be introduced.
The cursor blinks back at you like it knows something you don't. The budget gap yawns. The ministry needs a miracle. And the advice comes: 'Just trust God.' But trust and strategy? They're not oil and water. They're partners. #nonprofitgrants
The Bible puts African ancestors in the royal court of heaven. Kings, queens, royal mothers. Divine favourites. Then we colonized their continent. That moral knot is the one we refuse to untie.
You sit down to write and the cursor blinks back at you like it knows something you don't. Burnout is real. The body breaks. The mind frays. Seek treatment from a health professional. That's not surrender. That's the next step in the mission.
The committee sent back their approved version. Every number sharpened. Every paragraph trimmed. But somewhere between their draft and your mission, the soul slipped out. Ever had your mission edited out?
You sit down to launch a fundraising campaign and the spreadsheet blinks back at you like it knows something you don't. The budget gap yawns. The ministry needs a miracle. That wave of doubt is the one you ride. What's your next move? #Fundraising
The committee sent back their approved version with every number sharpened, every paragraph trimmed. But somewhere between their draft and your mission, the soul slipped out. Ever had your mission edited out of your own proposal?
You sit down to write a grant proposal and the cursor blinks back at you like it knows something you don't. The clock ticks. The budget gap yawns. That wave of doubt is the one you ride. Get the book.
The cursor blinks back at you like it knows something you don't. The advice comes in: 'Just trust God.' But doubt is a tsunami. That wave is the one you ride to the grant.
I sat down to write after the interpersonal blowout. The advice came in: 'Just trust God.' But doubt was a tsunami. That wave is the one you ride to the grant.
I sat down to write after the interpersonal blowout. The advice came in: 'Just trust God.' But doubt was a tsunami. That wave is the one you ride to the grant. Get the book.