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Caleb Hoekstra

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Caleb (כלב)

Wholehearted | Devoted | Brave
(Also means dog lol)

Who I was born to be & hope to be

The LORD’s troubadour

Winston-Salem, NC

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Words from the weekend by @choek3

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19 days ago

May I ever remember this impending ending…“If what you see is all you see, then you do not see all there is to be seen. Quickly, we leave” by @choek3

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2 months ago

“with love that knew no fear, the Singer caught his torment, wrapped it all in song, and gave it back to him as peace”Calvin Miller / The Singer by @choek3

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3 months ago

Some impromptu poems amidst the March of spring by @choek3

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4 months ago

Carl said he wanted his own post so I’ll oblige. Had to give him a lil body sculpt to get the shirt around him. Ain’t no shame in it. He’s also lettin that belly hang today. Can’t blame him these days. Vibe. by @choek3

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6 months ago

What if we gave resolutions a rest?…“Delight yourself in the Lord, and he will give you the desires of your heart.” Psalm 37:4 by @choek3

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7 months ago

“Do not be afraid, says Jesus. Far more can be mended than you know.”Francis Spofford, retelling the resurrection No phrase describes my 2025 better than “wounded healing.”I’m back to ~almost~ dunking again and I played pickup basketball again this year for the first time since February 2024, when I severely dislocated my knee, tearing my ACL, PCL, and LCL, then was ambulanced to the ER. A month later I had surgery, followed by a 15 month full recovery timetable.I marvel at how healing and restoration is hardwired into our bodies’ DNA. A piece of my quad tendon has been repurposed and transformed into an ACL ligament. (modern medicine and therapy is also huge)If you can stomach it, you’ll see in the last photos how disfigured my knee was 20 months ago.This injury also represents the internal dislocation, rupture, and pain of an illness of mine: OCD.Something I’ve lived with all my life but only in recent years identified, and this year underwent exposure therapy for. It was excruciating. My counselor described my experience as “dark night of the soul”Yet thru therapy, medication, certain life events, and “divine appointments” - together a perfect storm of peculiar grace - my condition has improved enough to merit @treatmyocd Conqueror and Guide badges, and to be completely discharged from treatment (still on Prozac tho 😆)It’s been a brutal yet beautiful couple years. And I’m thriving in a way I never have - like really. While I marvel at the miracle of restoration, I’m not naive to the reality that my body will break down again. And ultimately, death is coming.But the miracle of healing and restoration that my body, mind, spirit, has first hand experienced hints to me of a hidden mystery. One deeper even than death & decay“Do not be afraid, says Jesus. Far more can be mended than you know.” by @choek3

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9 months ago

Alright turns out hiding this in a post with music overlaid didn’t work. This deserves its own post anyway. #enjoy #HardRockCafe #RollingStones by @choek3

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10 months ago

Hoekstras don’t stop they keep goin 😮‍💨 shoutout Young Thug for inspiring the next generation to persevere 🙌🏼Check out the last slide for a rockin beat 🗿#KayakKings🚣🏼#BikerGang 🚴🏼‍♀️#MusterTheRohirrim 🏇🏼#MrKrabs🦀 by @choek3

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10 months ago

Heard the news yesterday. I still don’t know what all to make of it. But there’s no denying Coach Finamore lived with his heart on his sleeve and with an unparalleled passion for basketball.And he’s made an imprint on my life and my story.I played for him 3 years at East Lansing High School. And his passion for basketball fueled the flame of my dedication to what was at the time, for me, much more than a game.I wish my texts with him went back farther than 2019, cause I’d be able to show screenshots of dozens of texts where I’m asking him to open up the gym so me and my teammates could get shots up.Now that I’m an adult (sorta?? 🙃) I can appreciate the way he sacrificed his time and energy to leave his house and open up the gym in the summer so I could roll out the shooting machine and get shots up. Or the times he came early before practice or stayed late after so I could put in extra work. The picture of me next to that shooting machine exemplifies his willingness and contentment to just be the guy behind the camera, supporting the dedication of someone else to the game he wholeheartedly loved.I won’t forget his nickname for me that was born from all those days: “machine gun Hoekstra” I won’t forget the way he loved to yell at refs, especially JERRY!! (IYKYK) I won’t forget his references to “the basketball gods” I won’t forget the slogans he repeated #PlayTheRightWay #UnfinishedBusiness #FoulOrDefend I won’t forget how he went out of his way to know the names of janitors, security guards, and other people that are often overlooked and nameless. I won’t forget how even after my playing days with him, he’d still reach out to let me know he’s thinking of me and hoping I’m good and healthy.This man brought his full heart, his full energy, to every damn day. And I respect the help outta that.Rest easy, Coach. I hope some day soon, when all heaven and earth are made new,to set up another shooting machine with you.🏀🕊️ by @choek3

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2 years ago

Colts tried to cut the cheese on my birthday. Not demure. Not mindful. GO PACK GO ✅🧀 #26 by @choek3

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2 years ago