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🎙️ Crumb Confessional — Episode 22
Title: Cold Toes, Old Temptations, and a Sloppy Kind of Sanctification
Description:
It’s 6:15 AM on June 2nd. I’m barefoot in my dad’s thong sandals, walking through wet, freezing grass behind my parents’ house—half awake, totally unfiltered, and fully in need of God.
This episode started as nothing. I didn’t plan it. I hit record. And then the Holy Spirit did what He does—He pulled a confession out of me I didn’t expect.
In this one, I share:
I didn’t want to share this. I really didn’t. But if I’m gonna ask men to live in the light, I’ve got to keep dragging my own junk into it too.
If this thing ever works—if CRUMB ever becomes what I believe it’s called to be—I need the receipts to show it was never me.
Just a son in sandals, freezing, confessing, and trying to walk it out.
đź’ˇ Highlights & Timestamps:
00:00 – Trudging through wet grass in flip-flops, hitting record with no plan
01:30 – Begging God for strength to finally launch CRUMB
03:00 – Cold walking as a wake-up ritual
04:30 – Recap of Sunday’s sermon on Psalm 38 and the crushing weight of conviction
06:45 – Why we need a wrathful God as much as a loving one
07:50 – “Phyto-photo-dermatitis” and fig leaves on your no-no parts
09:10 – The power of confession to unlock freedom
10:30 – My confession: I took an edible this week
12:00 – Old habits, marital fallout, and the guilt that followed
13:45 – Why I don’t want edibles anymore—and what they used to give me
15:00 – The truth: I’m not perfect. I’m still battling.
16:20 – “If this ever works, it’ll be because God built it from my weakness”
17:40 – A prayer from the sidewalk, for the broken, the addicted, the ashamed, and the sons on the edge of light
đź“– Scriptures Referenced:
đź§ Core Takeaway:
You don’t need to be perfect to lead.
But you do need to be honest.
Confession isn’t weakness—it’s how you take back territory the enemy once owned.
🙏 Closing Line:
Crumb Confessional #22 — sandals soaked, sin exposed, spirit surrendered. May every fig leaf be burned. May every man walk free.
🎙️ Crumb Confessional — Episode 22
Title: Cold Toes, Old Temptations, and a Sloppy Kind of Sanctification
Description:
It’s 6:15 AM on June 2nd. I’m barefoot in my dad’s thong sandals, walking through wet, freezing grass behind my parents’ house—half awake, totally unfiltered, and fully in need of God.
This episode started as nothing. I didn’t plan it. I hit record. And then the Holy Spirit did what He does—He pulled a confession out of me I didn’t expect.
In this one, I share:
I didn’t want to share this. I really didn’t. But if I’m gonna ask men to live in the light, I’ve got to keep dragging my own junk into it too.
If this thing ever works—if CRUMB ever becomes what I believe it’s called to be—I need the receipts to show it was never me.
Just a son in sandals, freezing, confessing, and trying to walk it out.
đź’ˇ Highlights & Timestamps:
00:00 – Trudging through wet grass in flip-flops, hitting record with no plan
01:30 – Begging God for strength to finally launch CRUMB
03:00 – Cold walking as a wake-up ritual
04:30 – Recap of Sunday’s sermon on Psalm 38 and the crushing weight of conviction
06:45 – Why we need a wrathful God as much as a loving one
07:50 – “Phyto-photo-dermatitis” and fig leaves on your no-no parts
09:10 – The power of confession to unlock freedom
10:30 – My confession: I took an edible this week
12:00 – Old habits, marital fallout, and the guilt that followed
13:45 – Why I don’t want edibles anymore—and what they used to give me
15:00 – The truth: I’m not perfect. I’m still battling.
16:20 – “If this ever works, it’ll be because God built it from my weakness”
17:40 – A prayer from the sidewalk, for the broken, the addicted, the ashamed, and the sons on the edge of light
đź“– Scriptures Referenced:
đź§ Core Takeaway:
You don’t need to be perfect to lead.
But you do need to be honest.
Confession isn’t weakness—it’s how you take back territory the enemy once owned.
🙏 Closing Line:
Crumb Confessional #22 — sandals soaked, sin exposed, spirit surrendered. May every fig leaf be burned. May every man walk free.