Failing Forward In God’s Amazing Grace
Foreword
How I’m Still Here
This is not a book written from a mountaintop.
It was written from hospital beds, borrowed rooms, early mornings, and long nights—places where certainty evaporates and all you’re left with is breath, memory, and prayer.
I have outlived timelines.
I have survived diagnoses.
I have buried versions of myself I was sure would last forever.
At more than one point, I was scheduled to die.
At more than one point, I was convinced I had already failed.
If this project has any authority, it is not because I figured something out.
It’s because I was kept.
Kept by people who showed up when I didn’t deserve it.
Kept by mercy that didn’t ask permission.
Kept by a God who does not seem impressed with my plans but remains stubbornly committed to my life.
What follows is not a system, a program, or a brand.
It is not a rebuttal so much as a confession.
Not a takedown, but a turning.
For many years I confused purpose with performance, calling with control, and faith with certainty. I learned how to speak Christian fluently while avoiding the deeper work of becoming whole. I knew how to lead, explain, and exhort. I did not know how to sit.
Jesus said, “Follow me.”
His followers didn’t get it.
They watched miracles and missed the point.
They heard sermons and argued about greatness.
They saw resurrection and still hid behind locked doors.
Only later—together, ordinary, unimpressive—did the fire fall.
This work is a counterpoint to consumer Christianity, but it is not anti-church. It is anti-performance. It is written for people who are tired of managing appearances and ready to risk honesty.
It is an invitation to grow up before we grow old.
Not by trying harder.
But by telling the truth.
By sitting down.
By letting ourselves be loved.
If you read one page or all of them, you are welcome here.
I am not ahead of you.
I am walking with you.
— Charlie Wear, Galaxy Hotels, Motel 6, Las Vegas Nevada

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