The Long Search

I want to tell you about the nineteen years between finding out who I was and finding out why I was here.

Because it wasn't a straight line.

After the banquet hall — after that moment at Fellowship of the Sword when Jesus walked across the room and I finally knew I belonged — I assumed the rest would follow. Identity settled. Surely purpose would come next.

It didn't. Not quickly. Not cleanly.

I kept trying things. Real estate investment — led a development team that got shut down by 2008. Bought a 24-unit apartment complex. Lost it to bankruptcy. Joined World Financial Group. Learned a great deal — about the financial industry, about myself — and left in 2019 with neither a business nor a clear direction.

I trained as a life and business coach. Discovered I was genuinely good at helping people find clarity fast — one session, breakthrough. Sustaining it over weeks and months was harder. Turning it into a business was harder still.

In 2022 I wrote a book. A Christian allegory for middle school kids — my two granddaughters as the main characters. Published it. Turned it into a boys' version and published that too. Meaningful. But not the direction.

I tried. I failed. I tried again. I failed differently.

And somewhere in all of it — underneath the trying — a question kept surfacing that I didn't have words for yet. The who was settled. But the why was still out there.

By late 2024 I had largely given up on finding it.

Not on God. Not on the Kingdom. But on the idea that I was going to find a clear direction for what I was supposed to build. I turned my attention to stock option trading — something I could do quietly, that required no one to buy anything from me, that might simply provide for my wife and me as we got older.

It was practical. It was reasonable.

And it was the season just before everything changed.

In April 2026 I was invited to something called the 414 Reset — a gathering through 100X, Pedro Adao's movement. I almost didn't go. It cost money I wasn't sure about spending. Then I found out it had been gifted to me as part of a program I'd already purchased.

So I went.

Part of the Reset involved a specific exercise: after spending time solidifying your being — who you are before God — you asked Him a direct question about your doing. What are you supposed to be building? What is the work?

I asked.

And I sensed God say three words: Practical Kingdom Living.

That was it. No detailed blueprint. No five-year plan. Just those three words — and a recognition so immediate it felt less like a new idea and more like something I'd always known finally being handed back to me.

I took those three words and everything I'd been carrying — Boomer Battalion, an older idea called Borrowed Grandparents, decades of journal entries, prophetic words, assessment results, half-formed thoughts — and I wrote it all down. My story. Everything.

Then I did something I hadn't thought to do before. I fed it to an AI and asked one question: What problem am I uniquely positioned to solve? And do you see any synergy between my different ideas that I might not have noticed?

What came back was my assignment. Not invented. Not new. Assembled from everything I'd already lived — reflected back clearly for the first time.

Building ways to connect discarded seniors, exhausted families, and adrift new believers into real, Kingdom relationships that share wisdom, support, and practical discipleship in everyday life.

I recognized it immediately. Not because I'd never seen it before. Because it had been true for years and I'd never had words for it.

From there, one thing followed another. Practical Finding Kin. Practical Kingdom Living. Practical Hearing God. Practical Heart Care. Kingdom Boomers. This site.

Not a plan. A discovery. One step at a time, one conversation at a time.

I'm 79 years old.

The why became clear this year.

I'm not telling you that to discourage you. I'm telling you because it's the truth — and because it's exactly why this section exists.

You don't have to wait that long. But if you have been waiting — if you've been trying and failing and trying again and still not finding it — you're not behind. You're not broken. You're not disqualified.

The purpose was always there. It was in you before you were born. God put it there. And He is not in a hurry — but He is faithful. He will bring it to the surface.

Sometimes it takes a reset. Sometimes it takes giving up the search so He can hand it back to you.

Sometimes it takes asking the right question of the right tool at the right moment.

The point isn't the method. The point is that the answer exists. Your particular why — the problem you were made to solve, the people you were made to serve — it's real. It's been real the whole time.

Let's find it.