pancakes, prayer, and people in nashville…

pancakes, prayer, and people in nashville…

I’ve never been one to care if people look at me while I pray. Since high school, into college, and up through grad school, I openly prayed before I ate my food around teachers, peers, and friends. No, not loud ostentatious prayers—simple thanks for...
expectations…

expectations…

Expect nothing and you’ll never be disappointed. Or so they say… Expectations of others preclude our spoken word. Expectations exist without awareness. But expectations exist to create space for the happiness of the unexpected. I expected our first dance...
wholeheartedly…

wholeheartedly…

If you look for me wholeheartedly, you will find me.  —God It’s interesting to note in this particular translation of Jeremiah 29:13 that the word wholeheartedly is used. Not a smidgen, not a bit, not halfheartedly but WHOLEheartedly is the adjective used....
mr. lipman…

mr. lipman…

It’s as if God has been following me all week, a nervous chuckle escaped from him as he reached for his orange juice. I nodded an affirmative nod and scrunched me nose with excitement. Turbulence forced us to be restricted to our seats on our short flight into...

social media…

The power of social media is akin to a double-edged sword. In the Nashville conversation for 12 Cities/12 Conversations tour, the issue of relational connection, authenticity, and identity surfaced. The conversation was the next to final gathering on the road...
if…

if…

If Jesus was tangibly with us for an entire week, what would he be doing? Where would he hang out? Who would talk to? He asked the theological question simply, flatly. While other students lingered philosophically in their cerebral labyrinth, I printed neat bullet...

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