When Your Creativity is Only a Spark

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Let’s be honest — creativity is a lot like that one friend who says, “I’ll be there in five minutes” and then shows up three hours later with a smoothie and no explanation. You love them, but you can’t rely on them to be on time.

So, what do you do when your creative flame is more like a broken lighter? Here’s my totally serious, not-at-all-questionable advice:

1. Bribe Your Brain
Some people meditate. Others journal. I personally offer my brain snacks in exchange for ideas. “Come on, brain, give me one good concept and I’ll get you a cookie.” It works about 40% of the time, which is better than my gym attendance rate.

2. Lower the Bar (Like… Really Low)
If you can’t think of a masterpiece, think of a piece. Write a sentence. Draw a stick figure. Hum a tune that sounds suspiciously like the elevator music at your dentist’s office. Creativity loves low-pressure environments — it’s basically a cat.

3. Steal From Yourself
Go back to your old work. That half-finished poem from 2018? That doodle of a potato with sunglasses? Gold. You’re not recycling — you’re upcycling.

4. Pretend You’re a Genius
Walk around your house narrating your life like you’re an eccentric artist in a documentary. “Here we see the visionary at work, pouring coffee with the precision of a Renaissance master.” You’ll either feel inspired or mildly ridiculous, which is still a win.

5. Accept That Weird is Wonderful
Sometimes your “brilliant” idea will be a story about a detective who’s also a raccoon. That’s fine. The world needs more raccoon detectives.

Final Thought:
Creativity isn’t about waiting for lightning to strike — it’s about dancing in the drizzle with a colander on your head and calling it performance art.


One of my favorite things about being created in the image of God (Genesis 1:27)is being able to create. To turn a blank page into the world’s most impressive blog post or a touching, moving story. I first discovered that I perhaps had some talent when my first wife asked me to write a story about how the “Secret Sister Club” got started. She had just been asked to manage the group at our church.

I wrote a story in about twenty minutes. She thought it was good enough to read the next day at church. When she went on stage to read the story, I was manning the soundboard. As she got deeper into the story, I began hearing sniffling around the sanctuary. Then I witnessed some women wiping tears. I thought, Hmm. I may have something here.

When we moved to another state before the year was up, without telling me, she revealed to the women that I had made the whole story up. Later, women were coming up to me and hitting me, or pinching my arm, all while saying, “Very funny, Mark. I believed that was a true story.”

I love writing and am blessed to have time to do it. I do my best knowing I’m not the most talented writer, and I certainly haven’t made a lot of money doing it, but still, it brings me a lot of joy. Especially in those few moments when someone says to me, “Hey, I read your latest blog and it ministered to me.”

One thing that gets my creative juices flowing is watching an extremely well-written movie, but those are few and far between. That is when I will tap into the most creative being I know, God! I mean, who else could have thought of over 53,000 different ways to creep me out by being a spider? It’s not funny! Stop laughing! But asking God for inspiration works. And my best works are the ones when his Spirit was hovering while I wrote them. Of course, I give him the credit and the glory. So, grab something out of the kitchen to snack on, get yourself into your workroom, and let the creativity flow.

Copyright © 2026 Mark Brady. All rights reserved.

The Clockwork Job

No one in the city knew the name of the man who planned it. They called him The Watchmaker, not because he fixed clocks, but because every move he made ticked with precision.

For six months, he studied the bank—not just its security systems, but the habits of its people. He knew the guard who always took his smoke break at 2:17 p.m., the teller who hummed when she was nervous, the manager who never locked his office door when he went for coffee. He even knew the rhythm of the traffic lights outside, how the green on Fifth Street lasted exactly forty-three seconds. He charted these details in a notebook filled with neat, looping handwriting, each page a diagram of human behavior.

The Watchmaker was patient. He didn’t believe in luck—only in preparation. He visited the bank as a customer, as a courier, even once as a repairman for the air conditioning system. Each visit was a gear in the larger mechanism he was building.

The plan was simple in theory, impossible in execution—unless you were The Watchmaker.

At 2:16 p.m. on a Tuesday, a delivery truck stalled at the intersection, blocking the view from the nearest police patrol. The driver, a man The Watchmaker had paid handsomely, pretended to curse at the engine while secretly watching the clock.

At 2:17, the guard stepped outside for his cigarette, as he always did. The Watchmaker had once left a pack of his preferred brand in the guard’s locker, ensuring the man would never change his habit.

At 2:18, a man in a gray suit walked into the bank carrying a leather briefcase. He smiled politely, passed through the metal detector without a beep, and approached the manager’s office. Inside the briefcase was no weapon, just a small device that emitted a high-frequency pulse, scrambling the bank’s cameras for exactly ninety seconds. The man in the suit was an accomplice, but he didn’t know the full plan; The Watchmaker never trusted anyone with the whole picture.

In that ninety-second window, The Watchmaker—disguised as a maintenance worker—slipped into the vault area. Weeks earlier, during a legitimate inspection, he had subtly altered the time lock mechanism, shaving off hours from its opening cycle without triggering any alarms. Now, the vault door swung open as if it had been expecting him.

He didn’t take stacks of bills or gold bars—too bulky, too traceable. Instead, he removed a single, unmarked envelope from a safety deposit box. Inside was a set of bearer bonds worth more than the bank’s entire cash reserves. They were as good as cash, but without serial numbers, without a trail.

At 2:20, the vault door closed again. The Watchmaker walked out, toolbox in hand, nodding to a teller who barely noticed him. The man in the gray suit left the bank, briefcase in hand, blending into the crowd. The guard stubbed out his cigarette. The delivery truck roared back to life and drove away.

At 2:21, the cameras flickered back to life. The bank’s world returned to normal.

No alarms. No witnesses. No trace.

The police never found the bonds. They never even knew they were missing. The bank’s records showed the safety deposit box as untouched, its key still in the possession of a wealthy client who was, at that very moment, vacationing in Monaco.

That night, in a quiet apartment above a watch repair shop, The Watchmaker sat at his workbench. He wound the gears of an antique clock, listening to the steady tick that had always been his favorite sound, the sound of perfect timing. On the table beside him lay the envelope, untouched, as if he were savoring the moment before opening it.

For The Watchmaker, the money was secondary. The real prize was the flawless execution, the knowledge that every second had fallen into place exactly as planned. In his mind, the job wasn’t theft—it was art. And like all great works of art, it was meant to be admired in silence.

Anointed Oil

Her discovery became a battleground. Her faith broke barriers. Her courage inspired a nation. I live about five miles from where her story took place. Her name is Sarah Rector. If you have never heard of her, you’re not alone; a lot of people haven’t.

Sarah was born on March 3, 1902, as a young black girl living in Oklahoma. Under the Treaty of 1866, due to birthright as a Black grandchild of Creek Indians born before the American Civil War, she received an allotment of land. It was discovered to be oil-rich and produced over US$300 (equivalent to $10,400 in 2025) per day, so she was known as the “Richest Colored Girl in the World.”

April and I watched the movie the other day, written about her life. It was very good and moving. Sarah cared about people. Her family, as well as others, but one of her main focuses was on God and pleasing him. Her mother recognized this and once said to her, “God gave you gifts, the only sin is not to use ’em.”

Sarah was smart and gave a lot of credit to one of her teachers. One of those who truly cared about her students and wasn’t just doing a job. The movie portrayed how Sarah interacted with God’s favorite project: people. She wound up going into the business of getting the oil out of the ground with Bert, a driller. One oil company was trying to cheat Sarah out of the land where the oil resided underneath. When their schemes didn’t work, they even proceeded to kill her. The company even tried to use Bert to get what they wanted. He was tempted to go along with them.

One day, Sarah looked intently at Bert and said, “The land is worth more than money and more than oil. It’s about your soul.” Bert was stunned. He saw at that moment how much Sarah cared. He replied, “You told me things about my soul. Ain’ nobody ever done that for me.” He was so moved; he wound up doing the right thing by Sarah.

Life keeps us so busy, yet we need to be looking at individuals and investing in them. We need to go deeper with them and not just keep things on a surface level. True riches will never be discovered at that level. But drilling down into their life, sometimes deeper than anyone else ever has done so, takes time, patience, and perhaps an anointing to know when a risk is worth it. Let’s be praying and asking God for such an anointing to know who is ready for a strike (like an oil strike) in God’s kingdom. For in his kingdom are riches like no one has ever seen.

As each of you has received a gift (a particular spiritual talent, a gracious divine endowment), employ it for one another as [befits] good trustees of God’s many-sided grace [faithful stewards of the extremely diverse powers and gifts granted to Christians by unmerited favor]. 1 Pt. 4:10 (AMPC)

For you, brethren, were [indeed] called to freedom; only [do not let your] freedom be an incentive to your flesh and an opportunity or excuse [for [a]selfishness], but through love you should serve one another. Gal. 5:13 (AMPC)

If you’ve gotten anything at all out of following Christ, if his love has made any difference in your life, if being in a community of the Spirit means anything to you, if you have a heart, if you care—then do me a favor: Agree with each other, love each other, be deep-spirited friends. Don’t push your way to the front; don’t sweet-talk your way to the top. Put yourself aside, and help others get ahead. Don’t be obsessed with getting your own advantage. Forget yourselves long enough to lend a helping hand. Phi. 2:3-4 (MSG)

Copyright © 2026 Mark Brady. All rights reserved.

10:03 AM

Every morning at Mabini Elementary, Lira Santos arrived with her backpack, her braids, and her perfectly sharpened pencils. She was an excellent student—always early, always prepared, always ready with the right answer.

And every day, without fail, at exactly 10:03 AM, she raised her hand.

Not to answer a question.

Not to show her homework.

But to say, in the politest voice possible:

“Ma’am, may I go to the restroom?”

Her classmates didn’t tease her. They were too amazed. Lira’s timing was so precise that some kids used it to check their watches.

“It’s 10:03,” her seatmate Paolo would whisper. “Any second now…”

Hand up. Permission granted. Off she went.

No one knew why it happened. Not even Lira. She tried eating breakfast earlier—still 10:03. She tried skipping her morning snack—10:03. She even tried sitting in a different chair, just in case the universe was playing a joke on her. But the universe, apparently, had a schedule.

One day, during Science class, her teacher Mrs. Rivera paused mid‑lesson and said, “Class, today we’re learning about the human body’s internal clock.”

Everyone slowly turned toward Lira.

She sank into her seat. “It’s not that interesting,” she mumbled.

“Oh, but it is!” Mrs. Rivera said warmly. “Some people wake up at the same time every day. Some get hungry at the same time. And some”—she smiled at Lira—“have very reliable… routines.”

The class giggled, but kindly. Lira felt her cheeks warm, but she also felt something else: pride. Not everyone had a superpower, but she did. A strange one, sure—but a dependable one.

And right on cue, the clock ticked.

10:03 AM.

Lira raised her hand.

“Ma’am,” she said, standing tall, “may I go to the restroom?”

Mrs. Rivera nodded. “Of course, Lira. Right on time.”

And as Lira walked down the hallway, she thought that maybe having a perfectly punctual body wasn’t so strange after all. In a world full of surprises, she could always count on one thing:

10:03 AM belonged to her.

The Art of Walmart Speed Shopping:

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Let’s be honest, shopping at Walmart can feel like running a marathon you didn’t train for, except the finish line is a self-checkout machine that keeps yelling, “Please place item in the bagging area.” But fear not, my fellow deal-seekers. I’ve cracked the code for the most efficient (and slightly ridiculous) way to conquer Walmart like a pro (or your local store).

Step 1: The Parking Lot Power Play
Forget circling for the “perfect” spot. Park near the cart return. Why? Because after your shopping sprint, you’ll thank yourself for not dragging a cart across three zip codes. Bonus: You can use the cart return as a landmark when you inevitably forget where you parked.

Step 2: The Cart Selection Olympics
Test your cart before committing. Push it three feet. If it wobbles like a shopping cart on roller skates, ditch it. A squeaky wheel is fine—it’s basically your theme song, but a rogue wheel will ruin your speed record.

Step 3: The Aisle Assassin Strategy
Walmart aisles are like rivers—flow with the current, don’t fight it. If you see a cluster of people debating which brand of peanut butter is “more organic,” execute a swift U-turn and circle back later. Efficiency is about momentum, not peanut purity.

Step 4: The Ninja Grab-and-Go
Know your list. Memorize it. Commit it to your soul. This is not the time for “browsing.” You’re here for milk, bread, and maybe that suspiciously cheap throw blanket you didn’t know you needed.

Step 5: The Checkout Gauntlet
Self-checkout is faster—if you’re ready. Bag like a Tetris champion. Scan like you’re defusing a bomb. And for the love of efficiency, don’t be the person who realizes they forgot eggs after paying.

Step 6: The Grand Exit
Leave with purpose. Don’t get distracted by the clearance aisle on your way out. That’s how “just a quick trip” turns into “I now own a karaoke machine and a 3-foot inflatable flamingo.”

Final Pro Tip:

If you really want to shop at Walmart like a legend, go at 7 a.m. on a Tuesday. The aisles are empty, the shelves are stocked, and the only other shoppers are retirees who will absolutely beat you to the last rotisserie chicken.


You may be thinking Geez, Mark. What does Walmart shopping have to do with the kingdom of God? A lot, really. Our world is telling us, through several media outlets, to buy more. To drive the latest model. To wear the latest fashion, and so on. Do you realize that when you see those “so-called famous people” advertising something, they most likely were given those things to generate sales? Because people think they will be happier with more of the same items that the people they idolize have.

“Fill your shopping cart,” they yell at us. “Get the latest phone, the biggest TV, the coolest car. Can’t afford it? No problem. Put it on credit. Come on, you work hard. You deserve it!” The debt of Americans was 18.3 trillion dollars in the second quarter of 2025! Some are so deep in debt that they cannot afford to be generous. That is sad.

There is a huge difference between a “need” and a “want”. Something I tried to teach my children starting when they were young. I’ll admit, the way items are displayed in the store makes it difficult not to impulse buy. Or to purchase more than only the items on your shopping list, but we must try to resist the temptation. Learn to “tune out” the lies the advertisers tell us. Instead, ask God to help us and to guide us. To help us to “Just say No,” as if shopping has become a drug, and in many ways, it has. Focusing on God can help us “break the habit,” so that we can do our shopping and still be a good steward of what He has given us, being confident that He knows what we have need of (Mat. 6:8) and will provide those things.

Copyright © 2026 Mark Brady. All rights reserved.

A Forgotten Weapon for Believers

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When you’re up against a struggle, that shatters all your dreams
And your hopes have been cruelly crushed by Satan’s manifested schemes
And you feel the urge within you to submit to earthly fear
Don’t let the faith you’re standing in seem to disappear

Praise the Lord, He will work through those who praise Him
Praise the Lord, for our God inhabits praise
Praise the Lord, for the chains that seem to bind you
Serve only to remind you that they drop powerless behind you
When you praise Him

Now, Satan is a liar, and he wants to make us think
That we are paupers, when he knows himself, we’re children of the King
So lift up the mighty shield of faith, for the battle must be won
We know that Jesus Christ has risen, and the work’s already done

Praise the Lord, He will work through those who praise Him
Praise the Lord, for our God inhabits praise
Praise the Lord, for the chains that seem to bind you
Serve only to remind you that they drop powerless behind you
When you praise Him


When you praise God, things begin to happen. Consider 2 Chronicles 20:22. In this passage, Jehoshaphat was facing a great army, and instead of leading his troops into battle, he appointed singers to go out ahead of the army, praising God. And yes, they won the battle.

When “life” happens, you might feel scared, worried, or fearful. Often, your first thought isn’t to praise God. You might eventually think to pray, after your emotions calm down, but to give God praise seems awkward, weird, or unnatural many times. Praise, if anything, affects your heart. It can calm you down and turn your attention to the One, perhaps the only one, who can actually change the circumstances. Praise is a powerful tool or weapon we who believe in God forget about, unfortunately. But now that you know, try it.


“Praise the Lord” song by Russ Taft

Copyright © 2026 Mark Brady. All rights reserved.

How to Steward Your Finances

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Managing money well isn’t just about earning more — it’s about making intentional choices that align with your values, goals, and responsibilities. Being a good steward of your finances means treating your resources with care, using them wisely, and planning for both the present and the future. Here’s how you can start building a healthier relationship with your money.

1. Understand Your “Why”
Before diving into budgets and investments, take time to reflect on your financial purpose. Are you saving for a home, building a safety net, or preparing for retirement? Knowing your “why” helps you make decisions that feel meaningful rather than restrictive.

2. Create a Realistic Budget
A budget isn’t a punishment — it’s a roadmap. Track your income and expenses to see where your money is going. Allocate funds for essentials, savings, debt repayment, and a little for enjoyment. The key is balance: spend intentionally, not impulsively.

3. Live Below Your Means
Financial stewardship thrives when you resist lifestyle inflation. Just because you can afford something doesn’t mean you should buy it. Prioritize needs over wants and let your spending reflect your long-term goals.

4. Build an Emergency Fund
Life is unpredictable. Aim to save at least 3–6 months’ worth of living expenses in a separate, easily accessible account. This cushion protects you from unexpected setbacks without derailing your financial plan.

5. Manage Debt Wisely
Not all debt is bad, but unmanaged debt can quickly become a burden. Focus on paying off high-interest loans first and avoid taking on new debt unless it’s strategic and affordable.

6. Invest for the Future
Once your basics are covered, put your money to work. Whether it’s a retirement account, index funds, or real estate, investing helps your wealth grow over time. Start small if needed — consistency matters more than perfection.

7. Give Generously and Obediently
Part of stewardship is recognizing that money is a tool for impact. Whether through charitable giving, helping family, or supporting causes you care about, generosity can be deeply fulfilling.

8. Know Whose It Is
The above information is all good, but understanding whose money it is in the first place is important. If you believe in God and have accepted him, then allow him to be Lord over your finances, too. Trusting God in that way is really difficult for some people. It is all his. Your attitude should say, “Everything I have is because of God. When you understand that, it becomes easier to do what needs to be done to be financially sound. He may even ask you to give when it doesn’t look as if you can, but know this: God will make a way and provide for your needs. That kind of obedience builds faith and trust.

“After all, God, who is your Father, knows your needs before you ask him.” Mat. 6:8

19 Do not gather and heap up and store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust and worm consume and destroy, and where thieves break through and steal. 20 But gather and heap up and store for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust nor worm consume and destroy, and where thieves do not break through and steal; 21 For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also. 22 The eye is the lamp of the body. So if your eye is sound, your entire body will be full of light. 23 But if your eye is unsound, your whole body will be full of darkness. If then the very light in you [your conscience] is darkened, how dense is that darkness! 24 No one can serve two masters; for either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will stand by and be devoted to the one and despise and be against the other. You cannot serve God and mammon (deceitful riches, money, possessions, or whatever is trusted in). 25 Therefore I tell you, stop being perpetually uneasy (anxious and worried) about your life, what you shall eat or what you shall drink; or about your body, what you shall put on. Is not life greater [in quality] than food, and the body [far above and more excellent] than clothing? 26 Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father keeps feeding them. Are you not worth much more than they?

27 And who of you by worrying and being anxious can add one unit of measure (cubit) to his stature or to the span of his life? 28 And why should you be anxious about clothes? Consider the lilies of the field and learn thoroughly how they grow; they neither toil nor spin. 29 Yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his magnificence (excellence, dignity, and grace) was not arrayed like one of these. 30 But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and green and tomorrow is tossed into the furnace, will He not much more surely clothe you, O you of little faith? 31 Therefore do not worry and be anxious, saying, What are we going to have to eat? or, What are we going to have to drink? or, What are we going to have to wear? 32 For the Gentiles (heathen) wish for and crave and diligently seek all these things, and your heavenly Father knows well that you need them all. 33 But seek (aim at and strive after) first of all His kingdom and His righteousness (His way of doing and being right), and then all these things taken together will be given you besides. Mat. 6:19-33 (AMPC)

Copyright © 2026 Mark Brady. All rights reserved.

Got Milk?

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When the Bible describes the Promised Land as “a land flowing with milk and honey”, it’s not just a poetic flourish—it’s a vivid promise of life at its fullest under God’s care. For the Israelites, worn down by years of wandering, these words stirred anticipation for a place where their struggles would give way to stability, fruitfulness, and joy.

The Meaning Behind the Metaphor

In the ancient Near East, milk signified steady provision—evidence of fertile pastures and thriving herds. Honey, often from dates or wild bees, represented sweetness, delight, and the richness of the land’s produce. Together, they painted a picture of a life where both the essentials and the pleasures were abundant, a life marked by wholeness.

The Relevance for Us Today

We may not be crossing a desert toward Canaan, but we all long for a place of peace, security, and fulfillment. The imagery of milk and honey still speaks powerfully because:

  1. God’s Provision Is Overflowing – He meets our needs and blesses us with joys that go beyond survival.
  2. Faith Opens the Door – The Israelites had to trust God’s leading before they could enter the promise. We, too, must step forward in faith before we see His abundance.
  3. True Abundance Is Spiritual First – Material blessings are temporary, but the richness of God’s presence endures.

Experiencing “Milk and Honey” Now

We can live in the reality of God’s promise today by:

  • Resting in His faithfulness instead of being driven by fear or scarcity.
  • Recognizing His blessings in both the ordinary and the extraordinary.
  • Seeking His presence daily, knowing that He is the source of lasting fulfillment.

The “land flowing with milk and honey” is more than a historical promise—it’s a spiritual reality we can taste here and now. It’s an invitation to trust, to hope, and to live with the confidence that God’s goodness is not just ahead of us, but with us today.


Copyright © 2026 Mark Brady. All rights reserved.