Saved by Grace.
Still Being Shaped
by It Every Day.

Jesus Christ saved me when I was 18 years old. I want to be upfront with you about that — but I also want to be honest about what came after, because I think the honest version matters far more than a polished one.

Salvation was the beginning, not the arrival. What followed was one of the longest, hardest, most humbling roads of my life — and in many ways, it still is.

My upbringing was not easy. I grew up in an environment shaped by real instability and real pain. The kind of wounds that do not heal quietly. The kind of experiences that most people carry in silence because they do not know how to put words to them, and because they fear what people might think if they did. I was one of those people for a long time.

Those experiences carved grooves in me that made it incredibly difficult to understand God as a loving Father. When you grow up without a reliable picture of what a father actually looks like — what it means to be seen, protected, pursued, and loved unconditionally — the phrase "God is your heavenly Father" sounds beautiful in a sermon. But landing it in your heart is something else entirely. It is the work of years. Honestly, it is still the work of my life.

I wrestled with faith. I wrestled with forgiveness — both receiving it and extending it. I walked through seasons where Scripture felt dry and distant, and other seasons where it was the only thing that held me together. I have had periods of real spiritual fire and periods where I could barely open my Bible without feeling like a fraud. I have failed badly — in ways that still humble me when I think about them. And through all of it, I kept coming back. Not because I am particularly disciplined or righteous. But because I had nowhere else to go. When you have tasted the Word of God, nothing else satisfies.

The path to deeper biblical knowledge came in stages. Years of self-taught study — devouring Scripture, commentaries, systematic theology, church history, the writings of men who had wrestled with the same questions I was wrestling with centuries before I was born. Then later, formal education: Bible College, and eventually a Masters of Theology. That education confirmed and sharpened what I had already come to love in the Word. It showed me the extraordinary depth of Scripture and how much there is still to learn. It did not make me proud of my knowledge — it made me more aware of how much I do not know, and how much I never will.

I also served as a Pastor for a season — about a year and a half in my own ministry. That time taught me more about the weight of shepherding God's people than any classroom ever could. It also taught me about the dangers of ministry built on personality instead of Scripture. The dangers of pride in the pulpit. The difference between a man who preaches because he loves God and a man who preaches because he loves being heard. I walked away from that season changed in ways I am still processing — more aware of my own weakness, more dependent on grace, and more convinced than ever that the Word of God must be the only foundation.

Today I am still a husband — doing my best to love my wife the way Scripture calls me to, and failing often enough to keep me humble. Still a father of five — raising children to know the Word of God even when I fall short of my own teaching. Still a student. Still seeking. Still wrestling with questions that do not always have clean answers. I have not arrived. I am not a finished product. But I know the One who is — and that is enough to keep going.

I share all of this because I think it matters who is teaching you. I am not a polished religious brand. I am not a celebrity pastor with a media team. I am a man who has been through the fire, who has real doubts and real scars, and who keeps showing up at the Word because the Word keeps showing up for him. Everything on this site flows from that place.

If you have ever doubted your salvation, struggled to feel God's love, felt like your past disqualifies you from His grace, or just felt like you are too far gone — I want you to know: you are in exactly the right place. Pull up a chair. Open your Bible. Let's dig in together.

— Michael

We live in a time of enormous biblical confusion. False teachings are everywhere. Watered-down gospels flood social media feeds. Bad theology is preached from pulpits every single Sunday. And people who genuinely want to know God are being led astray — or left completely without honest answers.

ThatBibleGuy exists to create a space on the internet where people can come and actually learn the Word of God. Not my opinions. Not feel-good Christianity dressed up in religious language. Not cultural Christianity. The Bible — faithfully taught, honestly applied, and clearly explained. A place where real questions get real answers rooted entirely in Scripture.

Whether you have been a believer for 30 years or you are not even sure what you believe yet — you are welcome here. This is not a place for the spiritually comfortable. This is a place for people who want to actually know God and actually know His Word.