Category: My Personal Journey

Why I Can’t Be a Patriot

Patriotism ~ love for or devotion to one’s country (Merriam-Webster) ~ devoted love, support, and defense of one’s country; national loyalty. (Dictionary.com) “By ‘patriotism’ I mean devotion to a particular place and a particular way of life, which one believes to be the best… Continue Reading “Why I Can’t Be a Patriot”

Yeah, but is it bigger than God?

“Don’t make this bigger than Me.” For the second time in four years I heard God speak those words to me. In 2016 I was diagnosed with cancer, and in December of 2020 I was told I have diabetes. Both times I began to… Continue Reading “Yeah, but is it bigger than God?”

The God Who Searches

It was late and I was tired so I began to mumble quick prayers as I thought I was drifting off to sleep. But there would be no drifting. Scriptures began to pass through my brain, acting as a shot of adrenaline, and I… Continue Reading “The God Who Searches”

Covid, Revival, and the gaze of the church

It was Wednesday morning, August 19th, and I woke up with a headache and feeling like I had a chest cold. By the next day, it felt like full-on flu, but unlike any flu I had ever had. On Friday I got tested and… Continue Reading “Covid, Revival, and the gaze of the church”

something is changing and we need to hear about it

Sit for a minute. I want to share what God is doing in me, because I bet He’s doing something in you too and we need the stories of what He’s doing, don’t you think? Because there is stuff going down all over the… Continue Reading “something is changing and we need to hear about it”

this is how we fight our battles

That cancer thing tho, right? Beastly is what it is. I bet you know someone who’s fighting it. We could stand on a busy street and point in any direction and find someone who is doing battle with the cancer Goliath on some level.… Continue Reading “this is how we fight our battles”

to the end of the days

It’s a new year. The proverbial page has turned and 365 more days lay stretched out before us like a blank canvas begging for the touch of a brush. But I can’t begin yet. I have to turn that page back and look at… Continue Reading “to the end of the days”

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