I have a question for you this morning, it’s this: “Do our failures override God’s perfect plan?” I was reading this past week about a piano student who wanted to impress his teacher. He practiced for days, He studied every phrase. He wanted to play the piece without a single mistake. When the lesson…

It was a game day ritual. The air in the locker room felt heavy, You could hear the thud of cleats on the floor, the snap of chin straps, and the rising tension before the battle that was about to begin, all underscored by music. But the music wasn’t just noise. It was meant: To stir something. To awaken…