For those of you who haven’t heard already, I had my first major biking accident since high school yesterday evening. I’ll be honest – I don’t remember a lot of it. But for those who have asked, here’s what I can remember: I was biking pretty fast down a trail somewhere close to my neighborhood;…
I’ll never forget the first time I saw a musical production of Camelot. From that moment on, I was absolutely hooked. I read every King Arthur book I could get my hands on. (The Once and Future King is still one of my all-time favorites). I memorized all of the songs from the musical, and wished…
“But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart.” – Luke 2:19 Every now and again, God sends someone into my life who, for whatever reason, just seems to know what to say. Some say that’s the prophetic in action. I don’t care what you call it – I’m just…
Solitude and silence are two disciplines that I often practice together. They can be separated, but it takes a lot of intentionality to practice silence in a group, and solitude just lends itself to being quiet. Saturdays, as my current Sabbath day, usually have a good chunk of time built in for both these disciplines, but…
Forty days is a long time. Almost 6 weeks. But they could be forty of the most significant days of your life. There are some days in life that you really wouldn’t write home about. But then there are seasons like these: “And rain fell on the earth forty days and forty nights.” (Genesis 7:12)…
