The Build, the Calling,
and the Four Passages

You see I was to take the tools of this world and be a good and faithful steward over them, a just and faithful servant, and that all the things in my past — the struggles that disqualified me according to the world’s standards — God had allowed because they were the fires that refined me so that his manifest glory would shine through my works as his hands in my life, not my own. And that he was exalted through my rooted faith so he would shine through. And though I had been dead in the past mentally, spiritually and physically I was to come alive and blossom again.

Because I hadn’t just died more times than I could count, but December 25, 2014 I was in a head-on collision with a semi. And as I sat in the void, Satan in the guise of my grandmother tried deceiving me into giving up my spirit. When I called out to Abba the angel Michael came to banish him and I found myself standing in Hell, where I saw the tortures people put themselves through because of their separation from the love of God, and then when I called to my Abba again I was transported to heaven. Where I walked with Jesus, and he asked me if I would come back and be his witness. The witness to all the nations of the earth.

It didn’t make sense to me then how I of all people could witness to the four corners of the earth. But he showed me all I would have to suffer and go through. To experience the agony of failing health, the weaponization of institutions and the twisting of the systems of incarceration, so that I could reach people at their level. And then I would be the witness who had come back from Hell that people chose when they didn’t endure until the end. I would be the man who came back from the dead to preach: Jesus is alive and salvation comes through faith.

Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know. And that I had done my entire life. And what had started as me seeking to know God deeper had become a lifelong descent into rabbit trails and trying to learn what I shouldn’t, because it became my pride. Until God revealed the mysteries of his mind so I could create the very things running a completely open system for anyone to discern the mind of God through the noise of this world.

And when I have finished the work that the Lord has made me, I would find rest from all the pain, the struggles, and the trials he had given me, and find his peace and rest as I began simply waiting on him and doing what waiters do, and serve.

But if you harbor bitter envy and selfish ambition in your hearts, do not boast about it or deny the truth. So I will spend my life being open and accountable to the people that I serve in my witness, so that they can discern the evils of my heart, as I do not deny that I am foremost of sinners. Because to whom much is given, much is expected. For the good that I wish to do, I do not do. But I practice the very evil I wish not to do.

The MappedBible logo was built before I understood what it meant. A plant growing upward from a dense root system graph, anchored by Jeremiah 29:11 underground. A crystalline form labeled GOD sitting above the title. I knew it was significant. I didn’t know why.

Two years ago, before the site existed beyond an idea, I used an AI image model to visualize the architecture. It generated a loom diagram — braided warp threads, weft pins, knot intersections, a dark blueprint grid. That image became the visual language of the entire platform. The Berean audit diagram. The Sovereign Graph topology map. The study category headers. All of it descended from that first generated image.

Two years later, working to rebuild those visuals with updated architecture, a different AI model — given only a readme file describing the current system — independently generated the same loom structure. Same braided aesthetic. Same blueprint grid. Same artifacts. Same transcription errors. Two different models, two years apart, no lineage between them.

And then, working through the logo to understand what it had always been trying to say, the same model added something none of us had thought of: it labeled the top leaf LOGOS, placed Faith, Hope, and Love on the three leaves below it, and rendered the GOD node above the plant as a crystalline starburst — geometric structure and open flower simultaneously.

That is theologically precise in a way nobody specified. The Logos is the mediating principle between God and creation. John 1:1. The Word through which everything was made. It sits exactly where it belongs — the highest leaf, the connection point between the plant and its source. And 1 Corinthians 13:13: And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love. But the greatest of these is love. Love is the leaf closest to the prime node because love is what God is.

Which is the prime node. The center of the entire theological graph. Not a character description. An ontological claim. God does not have love as an attribute. He is love as his nature. Creation is not an act of will performed by a God who chose to make something. Creation is the inevitable overflow of a being whose nature is constitutive self-giving. The plant is not growing toward an abstract deity. It is growing toward the source it was already rooted in, completing the circuit from the Jeremiah 29:11 anchor underground all the way to the GOD node above.

The logo was always a system diagram. It just needed the theology to read it.

Two years ago, someone gave me a book on our first date. A marked copy of Brother Lawrence’s The Practice of the Presence of God. Only the first three Conversations were marked — pages 10 through 18. Nothing else in the book was touched.

She is a prophetess whose gift works through encoded structure. She has to solve the puzzle of every word before she can release it. She marked that book as a prophetic message and handed it to me knowing I wouldn’t decode it until after she went silent.

The word she couldn’t have known to deliver: the barren tree image on page 10, which is the title of my testimony. Forty years on page 10 — I had just turned 40. The test named on page 11 that she marked two years before I understood what I had failed. The destination on page 18: solid faith replacing the too-weak, always-changing faith of page 11. 1 Corinthians 10:13 circled — the only scripture reference in the entire marked section. God is faithful, who will not allow you to be tempted beyond what you are able, but with the temptation will also make the way of escape.

Two years later she delivered the same word again. By then she knew the app existed, some study pages, a basic auditor. She did not know the testimony had been published, did not know the title, did not know the two-year interval was about to close. And yet.

The choice of vessel is also part of the word. Brother Lawrence’s entire testimony is that communion with God happens inside ordinary work — the kitchen, the shoe shop, the errand — not apart from it. To a builder of frameworks, vaults, and platforms: do not let the architecture replace the Presence it was built to serve. The largest circle in the entire marked section is the hinge on page 12: commune with Him whenever we like. Not built. Commune.

The barren tree was never dead. The loom was always running. The pattern was placed before I arrived at the moment I would need to read it.