Forcing the Hand of Spring
One of the benefits of living in the Midwest is seeing the changing of seasons. Now, I once heard a comedian who preferred Los Angeles say, “We have seasons in California. We just got rid of the ones...
View ArticleFirst Conversation in 30 Years
This is a continuation of my post a couple weeks ago entitled “My Three Dads.” I called my father in January of last year. I steadied myself to hear his “hello” (or perhaps, “hola,” as he is Mexican —...
View ArticleDay at the Beach
This is the continuation of a series of posts: “First Conversation in 30 Years” and “My Three Dads.” The first week of April was rather chilly in Myrtle Beach, but we didn’t go just for the beach. We...
View ArticleRecording for Clean Water
Last year I participated in my second cycling tour. The difference between a tour and a race is that no one takes a tour seriously, at least not the cycling aspect. Races are for the super competitive....
View ArticleFather Knows Best
I haven’t posted in a few weeks, as I’ve been consumed with the worship recording project I mentioned in my last post. Then, I put that on hold, as I needed to focus on my sermon for Father’s Day...
View ArticleStill Searching
#469868377 / gettyimages.comThis is the continuation of a series of posts: My Three Dads First Conversation in 30 Years Day at the Beach I’ve been wanting to close this short series, but I’ve been...
View ArticleJosh and the Big Wall
I preached this past Sunday about Joshua and the “battle” of Jericho, as a part of my church’s current sermon series: Believing Is Seeing. Here’s a link to our media page. Sorry, I had to cut out the...
View ArticleGod of Angel Armies
A few weeks ago I was leading worship at our contemporary gathering and we were singing a new(er) song, one by Chris Tomlin called “Whom Shall I Fear (God of Angel Armies),” and I could hardly sing. I...
View ArticleSoccer Dad’s Perspective
Despite having a firm grasp of the offsides rule, I’m not your typical soccer dad. I’m not too excitable on the sidelines. I don’t cheer too loudly, if I can be heard at all. I don’t yell out...
View ArticleSpider Fingers
I love surprises … I think. I haven’t been the recipient of too many, but I love giving them — planning them, all that’s involved. Over the weekend I revealed a surprise to our younger daughter Jacque...
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