On deep breaths and new journeys

On deep breaths and new journeys

It’s always okay to take a deep breath and start again.  I love learning. Like – really, really love learning.  I love understanding how things work and teaching myself how to do things. So when I ventured out to release a book and start doing more of an...
When Chaos is your Canvas

When Chaos is your Canvas

The whole world is groaning. I’m sure we all feel it in some manner or another. I find it interesting as our manmade world spins seemingly out of control, how much I have run to the very creation that groans – asking it to steady me with its simplicity and...
The God who Listens

The God who Listens

We sat at a coffee shop in Banff, Canada. I nibbled on a simple salad with walnuts, beets, and goat cheese.  Gotta eat granola when you’re hanging in the trendiest national park in Canada, eh?  Actually.  I love beets. There I said it. Don’t judge. My...
The One by the Fire

The One by the Fire

The last few months have been a trip. Actually there’ve been multiple trips, as some of you may be aware. And in the midst of the journey, lots of fine-tuning from the Father’s heart as I shift and move to walk with Him in this season. Lots of letting go and saying...
The One Where Dad Shocked Us All

The One Where Dad Shocked Us All

I don’t remember where we had dinner. But I do remember how the meal ended. My father looked around at the finished plates, cleaned his hands with his napkin, looked at his watch and said something like, “Okay, guys there’s one more place I want to stop by tonight and...
You’re in the right place when you see the giants

You’re in the right place when you see the giants

Thanks to all these superhero movies of late, I’ve spent a lot of time the past couple of weeks thinking about those scenes where the hero suddenly discovers who they are.  I. love. these. moments. Captain Marvel’s whole story line is about her identity being...
Building Dreams

Building Dreams

The fog hung outside the hangar bay door like it was waiting for a mission.  Silent and stoic, it held its position until the morning sunbeams sent it on its way. The space was quiet and vacant, but I could imagine the hangar like a 1940s movie set, filled with...