Life is about transformation
We all know how much is said about our words. We teach children to think before they speak right? As children when we say something mean or hurtful we would be asked to apologize and think about how that makes the other person feel, right? Kids try and be strong against the mean words with
It was a hot humid summer night, you know the kind, where your clothes stick to you and we had just arrived in New Orleans for our missions trip. We were standing outside and in that place I prayed the prayer that would change the trajectory of my life forever. It was July 2000, that
I don’t know about you but I often wonder what my path might have looked like if… If I had done this or that or said this or that. If maybe I had pushed harder for this or been more patient with that. Do you ever wonder about things like me? Sometimes I even wonder
Recently I was reading a book and I read a quote that struck me. “You could memorize the entire Bible and be able to discuss minute issues of biblical scholarship and yet fail to experience the truths found in its pages” (Seven Realities for Experiencing God: How to Know and Do the Will of God).
You know that feeling, urging to do something. You know like Moana and being drawn to the ocean. Over the years I have had this urge that draws me, speaks to me and drives me slightly crazy. Maybe you know what I mean, when the thoughts can’t stop, and distract you from other things. When
Each day we are given opportunity to watch as God does the miraculous, as He shows up and paints the morning sky with the sunrise and the colors that take our breath away. We know that our cameras cannot even come close to capturing the full beauty of the sunrise but we take pictures to
Have you ever read a book and thought, man I need to highlight everything? Or that speaks to the core of who you are and calls out to the part of you that is longing for more. If not I would recommend reading The Last Arrow: Save Nothing for the Next Life even if you have
Growing up we had Nana, she was not related to us by blood but she was Nana to well most of the street. I don’t even think we knew her actual first name until we were teenagers. Nana took us all to Wednesday night church growing up, she took care of us, she loved us,
Songs have a way of speaking to me, they bypass my brain and can go straight to my heart. Song words will sit on repeat in my mind whether or not I want them to. I have this uncanny way of remembering song words and melodies and sometimes even figuring out where the melody is
Recently, I was listening to a book about prayer, and about how we need to be specific in our prayers and not leave out even the little things. I know that I struggled through this, and it took me a couple of days to make the decision to pray specific and include even the things