This month our family said goodbye to a beautiful man who, for many years, was our patriarch. His name was Harry and he was my father’s cousin. He would have been 96 this spring. His was a good life, graced with health and a marriage of 71 years. Though I considered him a quiet man, he always found a way to make me feel loved and appreciated. Haga clic abajo para leer en Español.
Taking on the Trials and Traversing the Trails
One of my favorite things that I get to do is ride bikes in the woods and coach our local middle and high school mountain biking club. It’s challenging, fun and gives me a chance to be outside in the beautiful world that God has created. When riding a mountain bike on a trail in the woods one will encounter all sorts of obstacles…
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A Full Life is Not a Hurried Life
Let’s pretend for a minute that Jesus was living physically in the 21st century:
The alarm on His phone goes off before the sun comes up, He wakes – although reluctantly – because He stayed up way too long watching sermons on YouTube and reading cool Instagram inspirations. He heads to the gym for a quick work out, showers there, and begins His day of ministry. He picks up His disciples and they grab fast food – uttering a quick prayer of thanks as they wolf down their meal while they drive…
Confessions of a Recovering People Pleaser: Part 1
On the outside my childhood looked like a slice of Americana. I grew up in a middle class neighborhood outside of Washington D.C. with single family homes, plenty of open space, lots of friends and good schools. We had a home like everyone else. (Literally! There were only four kinds of houses in our community!) Unfortunately, my home was dysfunctional on the inside.