Great Expectations

“Now Peter and John were going up to the temple at the hour of prayer, the ninth hour.” And a man lame from birth was being carried, whom they laid daily at the gate of the temple that is called the Beautiful Gate to ask alms of those entering the temple. Seeing Peter and John aboutContinue reading “Great Expectations”

Seven

Sunday is the highlight of my week, particularly Sunday morning. Because my home church here in Nashville meets on Sunday evenings, my mornings are slow and restful. I sleep in, make a large pot of coffee, and put on my favorite Spotify radio station (The Belonging Co”) while I spend uninterrupted time with the Lord.Continue reading “Seven”

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”

A Year of Bread

Breathing deeply, I place my hands on the cool patch of earth. I recall my youthful joy the day that I planted these seeds two decades ago, my heart filled with longing. Returning to this plot of land is painful; the sting of unrealized dreams runs deep. And yet… I pick up the small watering canContinue reading “A Year of Bread”

Weak, and proud of it!

Lately, I’ve been ever-so-lovingly challenged by the Lord to reevaluate where I’ve placed my trust. I decided to do an exercise that involved me asking the family member I’m closest with to describe me as a young child. The words in particular that were the most difficult to hear were “you knew who you were,Continue reading “Weak, and proud of it!”