Born of Fire
Today is a special day for me. It is a hard one, but also one filled with memories, encouragement, inspiration and hope. It is my sister, Michelle's birthday. The reason it is hard is that Michelle never lived to see this day. She fought a hard battle with cancer, and beat it, but not in …
Happy New Year! I thought of doing another "slate clean", "year of promise" type post, but then I thought back to the last couple weeks... and what I just wrote about end of the year-personal inventory stuff... Argh... if I'm not careful, I see the definition of insanity rearing its ugly head (doing the same thing …
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Somewhere between 365 and 610 million miles away from us, in the vast expanse of space, lies a planet with 4 of its moons still visible... Amidst all that darkness... literally millions and millions of miles of darkness, light still shines. I read a tweet today about someone being overwhelmed and depressed over all the …
know that you are more valuable and have more to offer than a comic book character. And even though you may not hear the words that often, that doesn't mean that people aren't scouring the pages of life and relationship to find you.
While I didn't make any overt declarations that day, something in me moved to want to be the man that Mr. McCullough saw in me.
Her grandmother used to make maps for a living, and Imani lives to navigate them all... all because she is unafraid to ask why.
Today I sat in service, listening to another Easter message. I say "another", like it's just the same old thing year after year, but thankfully, it wasn't like that. There were a few things that struck me this year that just had me thinking more holistically about the whole event, and opened up the conversation …
what could have happened if Africa were allowed to progress on their own without the oppressive arm of colonialism... That same thought could be applied to basically anything in our lives: what could happen if the thing holding us back wasn't able to?
I remember the first time I heard it. I was about 5 or 6 years old... I might have been walking by myself, or riding on the back of my brother's bike. Another kid, maybe a little older than me was walking toward me and, with all the swagger a little kid could muster, said …
Continue reading "What It Is – The Transformation of Kidstuph"
it's hard when this day forces an attitude of thankfulness, when all you want to do is clean your nets and do a reboot. I think though that Jesus likes using situations like this to give the gift of full nets... to bring me, and us, back to Thankfulness.