Hope For All
I love looking back at my spritual journey. In September of 2001, I wanted to create a non-profit organization, called Hope4All. This was something I wrote when I was trying to figure out a mission statement. Although it never developed, it’s a fun way to look back at the things God was doing in my life. Helping Others Prosper Endlessly HOPE4All was inspired by three sources. 1) God. It is God who gave us life, and God who feeds our souls. Without Him, we are empty. We are without love, and without hope. Our lives have no meaning, and that …
The Stranger
It doesn’t make sense. None of this is my fault. Why am I here right now? I only stole so that I could feed my family. Remember God, when you burnt down my house? That’s when my life changed. You took my clothes, you took my food, and you even took one of my daughters in that fire. Then you sent a drought. I could not farm anymore. What was I to do? Then you took my wife. How could you? You let them rape her, and then beat her. I watched as they killed her. What kind of God …
Getting Ready to Launch
I just wanted to let those who come here right now that our leadership team is getting ready to officially launch this website. We are pleased with the growth of our community so far, and are ready for this to become a great place for all that we know. (and don’t know for that matter.) We ask that you pray for us, and our ministry with this website, and we hope that God continues to lead us in the right direction. After all, this is all His work!
The Phone Call
There I sat, in cold darkness, with thoughts of suicide as close as they have ever been. Amidst my tears, I thought it was over, that any reasons I had to live had just left me. She walked out the door, and at that point, I wanted nothing more than to end my life. Silence. I thought that I had done the unforgivable, and wouldn’t allow God, or anyone else to extend grace and to forgive me. Was it time? Was this the way to go? I felt like I had let every person I knew down. I felt as …
The Power of Prayer
I must admit that prayer, for me, has always been something that I have found difficult. Not sure why, but I never pray as much as I should, and just feel weird doing it sometimes. On Wednesday night, we had Lee Strobel at our church to talk about the DaVinci Code. Before his message, our congregation was asked to pray in groups for those who will be affected by the book and by the movie. I have never experienced 7,000 people praying at once before. I sat quiet, simply listening to the sound of God’s people caring for the lost. …
Sunroof
I don’t know about you, but God speaks to me a lot when I am driving. About a week ago, my wife and I bought a Honda Pilot. Normally we choose not to spend money on extra things, but for some reason we decided to get the package that includes a sunroof. (Which, by the way is something I always thought would be cool to have.) Anyway, the other day I was driving Zach to daycare, and I opened up the sunroof. And within seconds, I felt God come rushing in along with the wind. As I looked up, I …
If Natalee Holloway Was Black
A few years ago, my wife and I became addicted to the Laci Peterson Murder Trial. Thanks to Nancy Grace, our lives at 7:00 each night revolved around watching her show, to see what the latest updates were in that case. Now fast forward another year or so. The same patterns of behavior came swooping back when Natalee Holloway went missing in Aruba. Another few months of our infatuation with her story. As the anniversary of Natalee’s disappearance draws near, I’m reminded of something hauntingly true about our society – which begs this question. What if Natalee Holloway was black? …
Like a Waterfall
A while back on a spiritual journey blog of mine, I made a post using this same title. There’s a reason I’ve done this. I believe that all of have us certain lifesongs – ones which mark spiritual highs, or ones that simply define who we are. One of my lifesongs is called Overflow, written by one of my favorite singers Chris Tomlin. This song has impacted me in ways I cannot explain, and it is a reminder for me of just how wonderful and generous God is. For me, music is my bridge to meeting with God. I don’t …
Slobbery Kisses
Well, aside from being a father to the world’s sickest toddler, I also happen to be a father to the world’s most affectionate one. There is nothing more in the world that makes me happier than to have my eighteen month old son run rampidly across the room, and planting the wettest, most sloberry kiss on my lips!
