Jackson, Mississippi Samson Society

I had the privilege to attend a baptismal service this AM, and it was a delight to witness.  There were four new converts to Christianity th...

I often ask Samson brothers who're just beginning the recovery journey, "What is it that you're truly looking for whilst consu...

My Covenant Eyes Ally had me laughing a few weeks back.  He's an attorney with a sharp wit.  Around that time, I had found myself being ...

Years ago, during the pandemic, I wrote a letter to my Silas' (then) boss, asking for permission to "surprisingly visit" their...

When I began to realize how deliberately indulging lust was (at the precipice of middle school), this is when I began to truly fear God.  Up...

There were so many positive attributes to working for the state of MS ('06-'12) as a Staff Architect, but one of my favorites was th...

Our church's Associate Pastor sends emails out regarding prayer requests.  One such email landed in my wife's inbox last night.  It ...

Northpark Mall in Ridgeland, MS was such the petri dish of maturation throughout my teenage years.  I spent hours upon hours there from ages...

A month or so ago, my co-facilitator of the virtual Samson Society meeting, "Brain Changers" , asked that I exclusively take the r...

You've heard the trope.  "I'm taking / claiming sanctuary / asylum here within the church house".     During the previous ...

Out of respect for my father, I attended a funeral (unrelated to family) today.  This wasn't the first time I'd done this.  When I w...

"I don't know much about art, but I know what I like."  [This is horseshit.] Architecture, by definition, wouldn't exist w...

My sixth grade Sunday School teacher at First Baptist Church Jackson was an up-and-coming local attorney.  He had a beautiful young family (...