Travis J. Simons
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On March 1st, here are my three words for you.
It’s. Gonna. Work.
Six years ago this week I lost my father and I had to eulogize him. I am going to be honest, after that kind of tragedy I wanted to give up. Grief tried to steal my breath, my focus, and my future. But worship gave me language when I did not have words.
“Owe You Praise” keeps reminding me that I did not survive because I was strong. I survived because God held me up when I was collapsing inside. I praised Him through tears, through questions, through sleepless nights, through the kind of pain you cannot explain, and somehow strength kept showing up.
So if you see me in a high praise break with one chant on repeat, understand it is not hype. It is a testimony.
I’m Still Here.
And that is my praise to God.
I’m here today because the Lord kept my mind. We underestimate that blessing far too often. We celebrate promotions, platforms, and possessions, but overlook the miracle of waking up with clarity, stability, and the strength to keep going. Scripture reminds us that He will keep in perfect peace the one whose mind is stayed on Him, and in a world that feels loud, unstable, and constantly shifting, that kind of peace is nothing short of supernatural. I’m praying for you today that regardless of what’s happening around you, peace will rise within you, your thoughts will be guarded, your heart will be settled, and your mind will remain steady in an unsteady world.
02/07/2026
February 7th, 1973 was the day these two love birds tied the knot.
I absolutely loved the way my parents loved each other.
It was in the names they called one another. My mom called my daddy “Willie”… sometimes “Simon”… and when she was feeling especially soft, “Sweety.” My daddy called her “Tricia”… “Tricia Ann”… or simply “Baby.”
You just knew these two were made for each other.
She was the one who knew what he meant without him having to say a word. I watched them serve one another. Pray for one another. Cover one another. Encourage one another.
And yes… they could get on each other’s last nerve.
But even in the tension, there was tenderness. Even in disagreement, there was devotion. They didn’t avoid conflict, they worked through it.
There was never a doubt that they loved one another. Not because they said it often, but because they showed it daily.
There is no doubt that love was their language.
There is no doubt that commitment was their character.
There is no doubt that faith was their foundation.
Your love for each other left an eternal impression on us.
Happy Anniversary 🤍
02/06/2026
This is disheartening.
And yes, I will say his name.
Donald Trump shared imagery that is not harmless, not accidental, and not funny.
It is the recycling of an old and dangerous lie.
Let me be clear.
This is not about deifying the Obamas.
They are not divine.
They are human.
And that is precisely the point.
I remember reading a book in divinity school that asked a chilling question
“The Negro: A Beast or Made in the Image of God?”
That question did not live on dusty shelves.
It lived in laws.
In lynchings.
In propaganda.
In caricature.
What we are witnessing here is a systemic caricature
a theological assault disguised as political mockery
an attempt to reduce Black humanity by reaching for animal imagery
because racism cannot survive without distortion.
This is not merely offensive.
It is doctrinally wrong.
The doctrine of Imago Dei declares that every human being bears God’s image
not because of office
not because of agreement
not because of likability
but because God said so.
When you mock the image of God in another
you do not humiliate them
you reveal how little reverence you have for God Himself.
Racism always needs pictures.
Because it cannot stand on truth.
And to the church
this is not the moment for silence dressed up as balance.
This is not “both sides.”
This is about whether we still believe
that every human being reflects something sacred
even when we disagree
even when we are uncomfortable
even when it costs us followers.
We are not defending politicians.
We are defending human dignity.
And we will continue to tell the truth
because the image of God is not negotiable
and never has been.
And yet we fight on.
In 2019, sitting in a hospital room at MD Anderson, my father looked at me and said
“If I don’t make it out of this, I’m leaving you in charge.”
Not because it was easy.
Not because it was light.
But because he knew I could handle it.
Somebody needs to hear this
God does not hand heavy assignments to fragile faith. He’s not going to hand you something and you not be equipped for it.
If He trusted you with it
It is because He already strengthened you for it.
02/04/2026
Pretty much! 👌🏾
Happy Heavenly Birthday, Daddy. Wow.
I never imagined writing these words without being able to call you, hear your voice, or see that smile. This is our first year without both of our parents, and today carries a different kind of weight. Still, on this day, I choose gratitude.
Instead of counting the years we lost, I am counting the gifts you gave.
Today, in honor of your 75th birthday, I want to name seven things I admired about you. Seven reflections of the man who shaped me, covered us, and pointed us toward God.
1. The way you loved my mother.
Your love was not just spoken, it was lived. You showed us what covenant looked like. You loved her with loyalty, protection, sacrifice, and tenderness. Watching you love her taught us how love should look when it is real.
2. The way you loved and affirmed us.
You made us feel seen. You spoke life into us. You believed in us even when we were still becoming. Your affirmation gave us confidence before we even knew we needed it.
3. Your love for God and your prayer life.
You were a praying man. Not just in public, but in private. Prayer was your language, your refuge, your weapon, and your anchor. Heaven knew your voice.
4. Your commitment to serving your congregation and people in general.
You did not just preach to people, you pastored them. You showed up. You cared deeply. You served with sincerity, humility, and consistency. You loved people where they were. 5. The way you led with grace and truth.
You told the truth in love. Not rude. Not harsh. Just honest and clear. You corrected with care and challenged with compassion. Even your silence carried wisdom.
6. Your work ethic and determination.
You worked hard. You stayed steady. You did not quit when things were heavy. You modeled perseverance long before we had words for it.
7. Your love for golf.
You would tell my mom you were going to see your therapist, and we knew exactly what you meant. Golf was your joy, your release, your quiet place.
I miss you more than words can say. But today, I honor you. I thank God for you. I carry you with me. Happy Birthday!
There was no way you were going to preach your own birthday man!!! 😂😂😂 It was an absolute honor to preach at for my brother in faith and sis .tiffaney! What you all have built is sacred and special! If you anywhere in HTX pull up to in person or online… a church with a real hunger, real worship, practical and revelatory teaching. Its a hidden gem til now!!! 😉yall on fire!!🔥🔥🔥🔥Again, Happy Birthday!!!!
Happy 13th Birthday to my son Isaiah aka Zay Zay 🎉
13 is a milestone. Not just another birthday but a turning point.
Today you officially step into your teenage years. I’m proud of the young man you’re becoming. Your heart. Your curiosity. Your humor. Your strength. Your growth.
You are loved beyond measure. Covered in prayer. Guided with purpose. And destined for greatness.
Keep being you. Keep learning. Keep growing. And never forget your dad is always in your corner.
Love you forever, Zay Zay ❤️
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