First Friday in Advent: Going home

First Friday in Advent Luke 1:68-79; Malachi 3:13-18; Philippians 1:18b-26 “I am hard pressed between the two: my desire is to depart and be with Christ, for that is far better; 24 but to remain[…]

First Thursday in Advent: Finding hope

First Thursday in Advent Luke 1:68-79; Malachi 3:5-12; Philippians 1:12-18a “…my imprisonment is for Christ.” Philippians 1:13b I doubt I’ll ever have a brush with anything like real persecution. That reality makes it hard for[…]

First Monday of Advent: out of time

First Monday of Advent Psalm 90; 2 Peter 3 Time is the weirdest thing. I’m fascinated by what I’ve always thought of as “vacation time,” that curious sensation that time is moving more slowly than[…]

First Sunday of Advent: A 400 year pause

First Sunday of Advent Jeremiah 33:14-16, Psalm 25:1-10 I don’t think I’ve ever had to wait 400 years for something to happen. Not even culturally. I was born and live in a country that’s less[…]

perfect worship

  I’m on the worship struggle bus. My family has been visiting churches all over north GA and Chattanooga, TN since the beginning of 2015. At first we weren’t really looking for anything, just trying[…]

perfect church

I haven’t been a member of a church for 9 months. I mean, my membership is doing that United Methodist thing where it stays firmly planted in the last place you put it until you[…]

the end of days

I’m facing a deadline. It reminds me of the Mayan calendar thing from a few years ago; the world ends at the new year. On January 1, 2015, for the first time in 10 years[…]

pot of gold.

So I’m taking an online writing class. We (the Youthworker Circuit) signed me up for it, hoping to find a couple of nuggets for expanding our invisible empire of Wesleyanism. It may yet yield something;[…]

oh, there I am.

Ummmmmmmmmmmmm. Sorry about that, if you were following along closely. I took an unscheduled leave of absence from blogging at the end of last spring. I encountered a bit of life change that threw me[…]

flag man ahead

When we moved to the small north Georgia town of Ringgold 5 years ago, we were surprised to discover what a throwback community it was. We’ve lived in and are both from small towns, but[…]

this doesn’t matter a bit.

Except that it was amusing. Both of my boys are delightful goons, but very difficult to wake up in the morning. As a result, there is no one method of waking them that works for[…]

winding down

You know, once all the wheels have come off of the bus the ride isn’t nearly as scary anymore. Slows right down. I had to break dress code a week ago. As my friend Jake[…]

up Big Frog

It’s been two weeks since my last post and this one will technically be out of order with the one that follows it in the next couple of days. During this whole experience I’ve really[…]

the cumulative effect

I used to be a pretty avid kayaker until an underwater concussion knocked the interest out of me. I’d arrive at church with my boat in the back of my truck and take off for[…]

perspective

My entire adult life I’ve lived in relationship with feeling dirty in degrees. A humid rainy day with too much running around results in your hair getting a little plastered and a little more sweat[…]

don’t forget to separate your colors

Pro tip: if you’re going to wear the same thing for an extended period of time, turn down all offers to jump on a trampoline on Day 2. Today’s point of awakening was that I’ve[…]

the emperor’s new clothes

I thought I’d go ahead and lay out my ground rules for interacting with life for the next few weeks. Since I started this direction in late January, I’ve essentially been auditioning my clothes for[…]