A Quiet Guide in Work Clothes

Daily writing promptDescribe a man who has positively impacted your life.View all responses The Janitor Who Taught Me How to Listen If you were looking for one of the men who quietly shaped my life,you would not find him on a stage. You would find him unlocking doors,emptying garbage cans,caring for the grounds. I met... Continue Reading →

The Soil That Saves Us

Daily writing promptWhat's something you would attempt if you were guaranteed not to fail.View all responses On Failure, Faith, and the God Who Gardens Our Losses The question sounds so clean, so full of promise:What would you attempt if you were guaranteed not to fail? It rolls off the tongue like courage, like freedom.But turn... Continue Reading →

When the Squeeze Comes

Daily writing promptWhat would you do if you lost all your possessions?View all responses On Losing Grip, Finding What’s Left, and the Mess That Spills Out Once, not so long ago, I was poor enough that homelessness felt like it was pacing my porch. Creditors pounded as if they owned the hinges. Payday loans—devil’s candy—offered... Continue Reading →

Count of the Wooded Valley

What's the story behind your nickname? A count without a castle, learning to tend what matters They asked about nicknames. But some names are not just playful—they’re formative, false, or even holy. Sometimes names are less about thrones and more about thresholds. My name is Dean Graf. Dean means wooded valley.Graf means count—a land steward.... Continue Reading →

What Is Your Favorite Genre? Mine Is Ruach.

Daily writing promptWhat is your favorite genre of music?View all responses Breath, Spirit, and the Sounds Beneath the Noise The WordPress prompt asked:What is your favorite genre of music? A simple question. Jazz. Rock. Classical. Hip-hop. Worship. Lo-fi chill.Pick one. Smile. Move on. But I sat with it for a while—and the question dropped like... Continue Reading →

The Grade I Gave—and the Lie It Told

When the Truth Gets Sent to the OfficeSubtle Lies Shift Systems and Souls, from Naboth’s Vineyard to an IB Art Room Daily Prompt: What do you carry that no one sees? Art distorts to reveal. Politics distorts to conceal. These drawings whisper what grades sometimes cannot. Charcoal dust settles like prayer in my art room.... Continue Reading →

Abiding in the Vine: What It Actually Means

Stop Thrashing. Start Trusting. A Lesson in Letting Go, Abiding in Christ, and Not Drowning in Effort The Riptide Lesson I’ve never been caught in a riptide. But I’ve dreamed about it. More than once. And these are not peaceful, floating-on-my-back, enjoying-the-waves kinds of dreams. No, in these dreams, I’m in deep water. Too deep.... Continue Reading →

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