As Family We Go Field Notes

“I’ve got something to ask you.” Night after night, we stand in the lobby at the conclusion of the show to hear people’s stories, pray, and answer questions about As Family We Go. Still, whenever someone leads off the conversation with that statement, it can go sideways pretty quickly. Bracing for an awkward turn, I […]

Hope in the Desert

My back was in agony from a full day of contorting in my seat—as is often typical aboard an airplane. Cancelled flights, long layovers, and a transit from one side of the country to the other had taken its toll and all I could think about was climbing into my bunk on the bus and […]

Breaking Radio Silence

Breaking radio silence. The end of summer just got away from me. It’s not that I stopped existing. It’s not that even stopped caring. It just got away from me. But it’s a deviation from the norm that has re-initiated my drive to keep writing. I was leaving a conference in Asheville, North Carolina to […]

An Empty Toolbox

“Someone help! I’m choking. I… can’t… breathe!” These words pierced the cacophony of conversations—a myriad of voices at a local restaurant—each forced to talk louder than the next to be heard over the live music and other conversations swirling about the room full of happy patrons at tables. Yet, above the indistinguishable chatter of people […]

Neighbor Your Neighbor

“Let’s all go around and say our name, and our favorite thing about our neighborhood.” Ice-breakers are perpetually awkward. Not the high school-first-homecoming-don’t-know-where-to-put-my-hands-slow-dance sort of awkward… but they are undoubtedly uncomfortable. Nevertheless, the “say something about your neighborhood” tactic is one I routinely employ at the on-going conversations on missional engagement that I am invited […]

Crocodile Church

My house was a zoo growing up. No really… like, a literal zoo. My dad, for reasons I still don’t know, developed a passion for collecting animals—a passion for animals that I can thankfully say rubbed off on me. However, my dad’s propensity toward animals favored the cold-blooded, rare, potentially lethal (and, consequently, those in […]