Nineteen Years

Nineteen Years

Time doesn’t ask for permission. It moves, rushes, swirls like the wind, carrying us from one place to another before we’ve had time to gather our thoughts. Nineteen years ago, Orlando faded in my rearview mirror, and Royston rose ahead. A transition wrapped in...
The Therapy of Doing Nothing

The Therapy of Doing Nothing

We race. From meeting to meeting. From screen to screen. From this to that. From hurry to more hurry. When we wake from brief sleep to the moment we collapse again, we have minds buzzing, hearts racing, and souls aching. Busy! We are always busy. Reaching for the...
the month of march*

the month of march*

this march reminds me of that march. the month my mind changed. the month my brain weakened. the month my world shifted. the month my life switched.  i don’t remember all the moments. memories are fog,  broken pieces, puzzle parts lost. i remember many of the...
Surprised By Joy

Surprised By Joy

I continue adding comments about my latest book, Things We’ve Handed Down.  So, it should not surprise you that today’s thoughts highlight the next chapter. This blog, and this chapter, come from the book Surprised by Joy from C.S. Lewis.  As...
Life is Mostly Edges

Life is Mostly Edges

Edges. That is what life is, mostly. Edges. Think about that today. Your life. You life as mostly edges.  Calvin Miller wrote a book about his life; titled Life is Mostly Edges: A Memoir. And I wrote about him and that book—and many of his other books, in chapter...
Astonished

Astonished

the night had been long. the nets, heavy with nothing. the sea, silent. the fishermen, exhausted. simon had done this before. he knew the patterns,  the places,  the patience required. but some nights,  no matter how hard they tried, the fish...
Choosing Contentment

Choosing Contentment

I used to wait for contentment to find me. I thought it would arrive when life settled a little better, when circumstances aligned just right, when age provided wisdom. I imagined contentment as a gift showing up at my door, wrapped in quietness, peace, and ease. With...
Psalm 24: Who Is He?

Psalm 24: Who Is He?

the earth is His. not mine.  not yours.  not ours. not theirs. His. every mountain, every river,  every wave, every breeze, every city, every forest,  every silent night, every crisp morning,  every person everywhere:  His. we build, we...
A Book That Deserves a Wow

A Book That Deserves a Wow

Not everything in life deserves a wow. Not every book we read deserves a wow. But in That Deserves a Wow: Untold Stories of Legends and Champions, Their Wins and Heartbreaks, Emmy-winning broadcaster Chris Myers reflects on his illustrious career in sports. He fills...
Jesus Returned: Poetic Thoughts on Luke 4:14–21

Jesus Returned: Poetic Thoughts on Luke 4:14–21

Jesus returned, walking dusty roadsback home, if He had a home.back to familiar faces,back to the places where stories started with laughter heard and lessons learned,where the synagogue’s wallsheld prayers heard during His childhood, His...