I have three Jesus brothers in my life currently, Walker, Josh Garcia, and Josh Owen. Walker keeps me laughing and lets me sing along when he plays guitar. Josh Garcia’s heart is the size of … Read more about Jesus-Handed Brothers
Star Chasers
Yeah, it was a good Friday. A Friday so good, I stopped writing the blog I’ve been planning all week to record it immediately and present it to you. Yesterday, I stared into the face of … Read more about Star Chasers
The Sprint, The Breath, The Lull
Zambia felt like a marathon I chose to sprint. Malawi feels like a song deep in my blood, every note caressing my soul and begging to be savored, lulling me into rest. Debrief is the breath between … Read more about The Sprint, The Breath, The Lull
One Church, One Love
Following the carefully laid paths of the Lord during an ATL month look a little bit like this: Pray for a hostel that will allow us to stay for $5 a month, find a hostel willing, realize that an … Read more about One Church, One Love
Ministry in the Mundane
“Find ministry in the mundane” I’d written the words in blue ink on my first full day here in Livingstone, Zambia. I smiled seeing the words printed loving in my journal, reflecting … Read more about Ministry in the Mundane
The Liturgy of Food
Lit·ur·gy (noun) 1. a formula according to which religious worship is conducted A Short and Incomplete List of Things That are Comfortable for Me: Grocery stores.Eating. Kitchens. Eating. … Read more about The Liturgy of Food
Adventure and ATL
Chilly rain pelts my face as I step from solid rock earth to the simple wooden deck hanging over the edge of the cliff. Carabiners fly from various cords and cables clipping all over me as I do my … Read more about Adventure and ATL
A Man Named Happiness
I think a lot about economics and the way economic systems effect people groups. I’ve asked questions about economies in every country we’ve been to, but here in Zimbabwe, the people … Read more about A Man Named Happiness
Just Do The Dang Thing
I’m walking down the street with a handful of Christian tracts clutched tightly in my sweating palm, repeating internally over and over, “just do the dang thing.” If you’d … Read more about Just Do The Dang Thing
