Tomorrow my brother and I get to drop everything in our lives, jump in a truck and drive to Denver, and then on early Thursday morning, we’ll hop a plane to Atlanta and then fly on to Bayámon, Puerto Rico. This trip has been a few months in the making, but in reality, it...
Read more →It’s a bit after 10 this evening, and looking back on the weekend, it was a good weekend for catching up. I was happy this weekend to catch up on my dishes, my laundry, and general housekeeping. I was able to hang with some friends from the dance club on Friday night for dinner,...
Read more →In my continued variation in reading, I have been reading “Surprised by Grace” by Tullian Tchividjian, in which he takes a look at the story of Jonah as a vehicle for the gospel. I really like Tchividjian’s writings because as a teacher, his thought and theology is firmly planted in the primacy of Jesus’...
Read more →It’s been a week or so now since I have been able to post anything. I’d like to say I have a reason for this, but I don’t. Between an ongoing sorrow that I can’t seem to shake and physical ailments that leave me wondering what is going on in my body, I’ve just...
Read more →Tonight after I got home from work and ate dinner, I threw in the movie “In the Bedroom”, and began to watch the beginning of the film. It’s been some time since I even thought about that movie, but someone interesting on Twitter mentioned it was among their favorites, and I was reminded I...
Read more →I was first introduced to pastor Tim Keller and his writings last summer after picking up a little book that talked about how not to live as a prodigal in the church. I had heard for some time about how good Keller’s stuff was for the mind and the heart, and so after finally...
Read more →Man, I miss you. I wish I even had a photograph.
Tonight I wanted to stop and take a moment to tell you a little bit about my friend Ben. I don’t know why, but this evening I was thinking about what he’s doing, and I am excited for him. Ben is doing something a lot of people don’t do these days. I’ve been friends...
Read more →I was clickety-clacketing away at my keyboard at work today when a co-worker mused, “It’s already the 20th. Can you believe February is almost gone?” Yeah, uhh- well, no, I can’t. The year just started. It was just yesterday that the old calendar was tossed and the new one was hung. Well, it was...
Read more →It’s funny that after every sentimental article I read- after every vignette of a tender moment shared between spouses and longtime lovers, of a man who is as vocal about his faith as he is about his love for his wife, of an athlete who praises his God and his teammates when he is...
Read more →It’s been a couple of days since I have written and posted anything here. I guess the silence has been useful to let me know that at least two people read these posts. It’s always encouraging to hear back from friends that they miss your posts. Encouragement to write is always well received. For...
Read more →I started trying to write a really deep and cool post earlier today which I thought would totally come together this evening- a post about how becoming a Christian is like a making a big move from one country to another, and how it is not only like making a big move like that, but...
Read more →I was digging around in a few boxes in the garage tonight when I came across a thin hard-covered little book I hadn’t seen in a while. The little book was a journal from the summer of 1994. A travel notebook. Decorating the front cover of the notebook is an old map with hand-drawn...
Read more →For whatever reason, whenever I hear a Richard Marx song, I think mainly of two things- one, the killer CD boom box my brother bought back in the day, and the other, mowing yards on sweltering summer afternoons in 1988. I think of the killer CD boom box because it had exceptional bass, complete...
Read more →I’m a melancholy. This means I often wade out into each day half-cocked, one foot in and one foot out, anticipating morning misgivings and wishing my work space was a mattress-lined, dimly-lit den, and that my work was simply to wake up and go back to sleep five times a day. My mood grabs...
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