I’m Not Chasing Clout. I’m Building a Lineage.

Just us. Nothing fancy. Just life, love, and a new little pup to make the house even louder. 🐶❤️

17 Years Married. 3 Kids Watching. I’m Not Chasing Clout. I’m Building a Lineage

Let’s get something straight. I’m not here for the applause. I’m not clocking likes. I’m not building a highlight reel for strangers who don’t know my name. Because in my house, there are three sets of eyes watching me every single day. My kids don’t care if I go viral. They care if I come home. They care if I’m present at the dinner table. They care if my words match my actions when nobody’s watching but God and them.

The Real Flex: Staying Power

Seventeen years married. In a world where marriages evaporate like morning fog, that’s not a small thing. We’ve seen people trade commitment for convenience. They hit turbulence and start looking for an exit instead of a solution. But my wife and I? We stayed. Not because it was easy. Not because we always got it right. But because we decided - early - that love isn’t a mood. It’s a covenant. And let me tell you: covenant will hold you steady when emotions run dry. Covenant will pull you back to the table when pride wants you to walk away. Covenant is what kept us here, raising three little ones who are now watching how love actually works.

Legacy Isn’t Built on Moments. It’s Built on Patterns.

Social media is loud right now. Everyone’s chasing "their moment." Followers. Deals. Exposure. Build your brand. Monetize your platform. All while homes are crumbling behind the scenes. But I’m not impressed by men who can trend. I’m watching the ones who can be trusted. See, my kids won’t inherit my Instagram archive. They’ll inherit my patterns. How I handled pressure. How I treated their mother. How I led when nobody was cheering. How I kept my integrity when compromise was cheaper.

That’s lineage. That’s what they’ll carry into their own marriages, their own parenting, their own purpose.

Quiet Builders Win Long Term

Let me be real: quiet doesn’t mean weak. Obscurity doesn’t mean failure. Faithfulness behind the scenes might be the most rebellious act in a world addicted to attention.

I don’t need everyone to know my name. I need my kids to know my character. I need my wife to know my consistency. I need my God to know my obedience.

When my time here is up, I don’t want my eulogy to read like a LinkedIn profile. I want it to sound like Deuteronomy 6, that I taught my children diligently, when we sat in the house, when we walked by the way, when we laid down and when we rose up. That’s the kind of man I’m trying to be. Not loud. But lasting.

My Charge to You

If you’re reading this, married, single, raising kids, raising yourself, hear me:

Chasing clout is cheap. Building lineage is costly. But the returns? Eternal.

Plant roots now. Love consistently. Serve faithfully. Die empty.

Because one day, your kids won’t remember your viral posts. They’ll remember your voice, your presence, your sacrifice, your love. They’ll remember who you were.

And who you helped them become.