parties, stories, and blissdom…

parties, stories, and blissdom…

Maybe I was an insecure child growing up. Or maybe I was neurotic. Or maybe I was both.  But was I the only kid that worried about throwing a birthday party and no one showing up? As a child I would decorate the backyard, mix fruit punch, and stare at my cake wishing,...
watching lives of faith…

watching lives of faith…

Everyone needs compassion  A love that’s never failing Let mercy fall on me Everyone needs forgiveness  The kindness of a Savior The hope of nations He stood with heart abandoned and arms wide open. He sung a song in belief, with passion layered with conviction....
pages from my diary…

pages from my diary…

November 8th, 2011 She’s brilliant. Truly brilliant. Her thick accent and search for English words hides the knowledge hidden inside her beautiful blue eyes. Large eyes. Large eastern European eyes with thick lashes resting above her highly defined cheekbones....

remix…

James 4:10 speaks of humbling yourself before the Lord and He will lift you up. Sometimes that comes from our own doing… and other times it comes without invitation. Take—for example—a couple weeks ago when I spoke at a conference. It was the closing...
seated with giants…

seated with giants…

I vividly remember reading Jack and The Bean Stalk on my trundle bed with my dad when I was about eight years old. He would hold the book with his right hand hovering above our heads while I laid on his left arm like a pillow. He animated his voice and used baritone...

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