I’m in the middle of a transition in life, as are most of you I suspect. For me, I’m three days away from an interview with the US…
The doorbell rings and you open it to find an unfamiliar face smiling back at you. The stranger says, “We’re here from [insert your favorite famous newspaper or…
I like to say I’m a recovering perfectionist. Sometimes my need to control every detail of my life to an unreasonable standard still takes priority over love, joy,…
When I was about 4 years old, I spent many afternoons with an elderly neighbor. Some days we hung out on her front porch as she peeled apples,…
I began the Elements blog series by referencing the day my dad called me into the drivers seat of a baby-blue Chevy Silverado pickup truck, at the age of…
True love is born from substitutionary sacrifice. Say what? Let me see if I can bring it down to earth and make it hit home. Remember Fred Rogers…
As I sheepishly stood in the crowd of 900 or more, my heart was pounding with something between excitement and fear as a young lady named Carrie courageously…
It was a cold March evening when I dropped to one knee, opened the little black box that was stored in my coat pocket, and asked my girlfriend…
The day is burned into my memory. My dad hit the brakes and stopped his blue Chevy Silverado pickup truck. Just past the turn-off from the paved highway…
Marked: The Images of a Disciple is a 9-part video series on discipleship. This is the first of those 9 videos.