I was going to say the last several months have been quite a battle, but honestly, the last five years in Costa Rica have been a battle. What’s been the effect on me?

But what if no one is ministering to the Lord?

Seeing where you’re going is more important than you think. Ask any of us who have meandered through a dark house on the way to a bathroom break in the middle of the night only to find out just how flexible our little toe is compared to the coffee table leg. Right?

Whenever I browse social media, I consistently see posts about “the only 5 magical things that can do everything better…” #clickbait

“What if where you feel the tension you discover God’s intention for you?”

Seven years ago, my life changed. We added a dog to our family. The idea of getting a dog was not mine.

I was a little naughty.

My college roommate, Troy, was visiting me in Pennsylvania from his home in North Carolina. I had just started getting to know a cute girl (who I later married.)

Imagine this: the students who bravely stepped into high school amidst the whirlwind of the pandemic are now on the verge of graduating. Wow!

I was speaking with a church that has been without a staff worship leader for nearly a year.

Leadership is creational, meaning you create who you are and replicate what’s inside you.

Yesterday, I was battling low-grade anxiety for most of the day.

Right now, you are feeling what you thought earlier. You believe what you think. This year, you’ll create the reality you’ve imagined.

If you brave using a public restroom at a park, the odds are already stacked against you, right?

When I was a kid, I hated tomatoes.

One of my life scriptures is Psalm 73. The last verse is a favorite.

We have lovely conversations around our dining room table. And not a small handful of odd ones. This Monday’s breakfast was no exception.

I recently learned a new word in Spanish. It’s “desahógate.”

Who Are You Chasing? New pedals?
Bethel’s vibe? Happiness? A bigger worship team?

We’re hosting a work team of young missionaries of the Mennonite flavor.

As you make your way down our lane, several wooden signs are hanging from the tall cypress trees, each with a phrase from Psalm 23.