Street ministry, prison ministry, and honest conversation about faith, the mind, and what it costs to keep going. I go where most won't, and I say what most won't.
Corners, blocks, and clubs from 11PM to 4AM. Prayer with whoever will stop. No stage, no building, no schedule that suits us.
Hours inside with men the world already wrote off. Worship, word, and looking somebody in the eye who hasn't been looked at in years.
North Carolina, New Jersey, Georgia, Florida, Tennessee. Wherever the door opens, we drive.
Reaching somebody is the beginning, not the end. We walk with people after the moment passes.
We teach, we go deep, and we don't rush it. Send a prayer request before we start — nothing posts publicly, and I'll lift it up on the stream.
Real conversations about faith, the mind, pressure, money, and what things actually cost. Christian foundation, no fear of hard questions, and eventually a chair on the other side for anybody worth hearing.
Right now it's me and a microphone, going deep on the things people feel and never say out loud.
The Unit is for people who've felt rejected, and for believers who are tired of doing it alone. It's not a club and it's not a performance. It's a room where you get to put it down, get healed, and stand next to somebody who understands.
For years my company quietly covered what this ministry does. The work never stopped. The funding did.
There is no building fund and nobody draws a salary. What you give buys gas to the next state, food for people who haven't eaten, supplies to hand out, and the hours spent inside with men everybody else stopped counting.
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