When I took over All Metal MS, it was a mess. The numbers were bad. Morale was worse. Most people had given up. But I hadn’t.

I believed something valuable was buried in the rubble. And with God’s help, I was determined to uncover it.

I didn’t come in swinging. I came in listening. I sat with the welders. I shadowed the shipping team. I asked questions no one had asked them in years.

“What’s holding you back?”

“What would make this place better?”

“What do you wish leadership understood?”

And then—I acted.

We restructured workflows. We cleaned houses where needed. But more than anything, we rebuilt trust. We reminded people that they mattered. That their work had worth. That excellence wasn’t just possible—it was expected.

Within two years, we tripled sales. Tripled output. Tripled morale. And not because I had all the answers. But because I showed up with ears open and hands willing.

That season taught me that redemption is real. That God can breathe life into dead places. That broken doesn’t mean beyond repair.

And that’s why I lead the way I do now—with empathy, transparency, and hope. Because I’ve seen what happens when a team believes again.

And I’ve seen what happens when leadership stops being about ego—and starts being about service.