New Thing.

Sitting in my cabin, I hear the Whisper beckoning me to open the door. As I push the wood frame open, the cool breeze gently kisses my face. I step out onto the vast hillside, watching the waves crash onto the cliff’s rocks below me. “This is what happens when you take Me out ofContinue reading “New Thing.”

Charcoal Fire

As I’ve mentioned before, moving to Nashville was a difficult and weighty decision for numerous reasons, but primarily because of the regret and disappointment that had become synonymous with the city. For several years, I couldn’t even think about Nashville or music in general without feeling a physical ache. I suppose that’s what regret feelsContinue reading “Charcoal Fire”