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Greetings in the Sweet Name of Jesus Christ!
I’ve been silent for a bit. I needed some time to process the passing of my father, Bishop Joseph Brinson, Sr., who went home to be with the Lord in the early morning hours of July 2, 2025.
From the time I was a little girl, I stood in awe of his ministry. My mother tells me I used to sit on the altar steps at just two years old, gazing up at Daddy in admiration as he brought forth the Word of God.
He was my first mentor in ministry, the one who taught me the importance of fidelity to Scripture. He molded me in the ways of the Lord and pushed me to use my gifts of singing and preaching, even when fear tried to silence me.
At the lowest moments of my life, when I was at death’s door, he was there praying, encouraging me to believe God. His prayers always brought comfort. And God would show up in miraculous ways.
It was Daddy who modeled, through ministry, the miracle-working power of God. I saw the Lord use my father to heal the sick, cast out demons, and win thousands of souls to Christ—even in far-off places like North Korea.
This is a big loss. A huge one.
And though he lived a full life and God has called him home, his passing has left a gaping hole in our family.
So from the deepest part of my heart, thank you. Your love, your prayers, and your words of comfort have wrapped me in a warmth I will never forget.
Grief is never easy. It’s layered. Complex. It comes in waves. It’s unpredictable. And on some days, it feels suffocating.
My father has finished his race. He has moved from labor to reward, and now he’s home, resting in the presence of the Lord he served so faithfully.
I know I’ll see him again.
And because of that, it is truly well with my soul. My joy remains full. My peace holds steady. My heart rests in the sure promises of God. My passion for the work of the ministry remains strong.
My father planted seeds in me that will continue to bear fruit until the Lord calls me home. Until that day, I am honored to serve you and partner with you to transform the world through the Gospel.
Today, I’ve written a deeply personal devotion titled, “The Power of Yes, Lord.”
In it, I share the last words I ever heard my father say and how his unwavering surrender to God continues to shape my life. I also explore the powerful blessings that flow from obedience to the will of God—even when it costs you everything.
To read it, CLICK HERE.
I pray it will speak to your heart.
Thank you again for your love and support. I love you and appreciate you more than words can say.
With all my heart,
Dianna Hobbs
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