I have a confession to make. Love really hurts these days. It all began when my 14 year old got MMA lessons for his birthday. Often I come through the door of the house and somewhere lurking in the shadows is a 140 pound guy with the body fat of a coat hanger who will more »
As dads, we have the unique opportunity to reveal truth to our children. We get the chance to tell them how life works. These are conversations happen along the way. They are unforgettable, sometimes unpredictable and other times- just plain weird. Here’s one example: The context: Having just listened on CD to Dr. James Dobson more »
Jesus creator King of every king and yet this was Mary’s boy. blood spilled grace on me and still Mary’s boy piercing your heart Mary to save me forsaking you and his kingdom for me. What a terrible loss you suffered to watch this one you feed, changed, embraced carried, protected, and nourished now condemned more »
There once was a church on a hill by the bay, with a wonderful spirit of love, you might say, till a ragged stranger came inside and rumors abounded far and wide. Some thought he came from a shelter or prison, and feared he might cause the church shame or a schism.
In the year of disappointment, loneliness, fear, In the year of confusion, desperation, and chaos,
[blockquote align=”left” variation=”orange”]The fuel of desperation compels us to open up our closets, or treasures, our secret wounds, our addictions because pride is no longer an option for us.[/blockquote]
There once was a church upon a hill where everything was fine until the paint inside was getting old and peeling in some spots, I’m told. The pastor called a business meeting. And after the preliminary meeting, The deacons cried, “Come one! Come all! What color should we paint each wall?” They gathered in the more »