Have you ever had that dream? You know the one. You’re falling. Not tripping. Not slipping. Falling. Nothing around you to grab. No railing. No ledge. No safety net. Just air. Arms and legs flailing like you’re trying to swim through the sky. Your heart pounding. Bracing yourself for the impact that never seems to come… And then—right before you hit whatever is supposed to be at the bottom—you wake up. Every time. I’ve had that dream before. And if we’re being real, some of us aren’t just...

Alright friend, grab your coffee, tea, or whatever is keeping you upright this morning—because this one is a heart dump, and you already know how we do around here. Yesterday at church, someone said something so simple, so honest, and so quietly powerful: “Sometimes I just need a hug.” And whew… that landed. Not with fireworks. Not with dramatic music. It just settled. Right there in the middle of my spirit. Because yes. Sometimes we really do just need a hug. Now let me be clear—hugging is...

Alright, pull up a chair, grab your favorite drink, and let’s talk. This isn’t a long stroll kind of conversation. This isn’t a “one day I’ll get there” kind of moment. This is a leap conversation. There comes a point in life where walking just won’t do anymore. And sprinting? Whew… sprinting will wear you out before you ever reach where you’re going. But leaping? Leaping changes everything. In my prayer time this morning, I heard the Lord whisper—gentle but clear— “It’s time to live above...