If you were to press rewind on my life and go back 30-some odd years, you’d hear me telling anyone who’d listen how Oklahoma was where I belonged, and how I couldn’t wait to move back once I finished high school. We had moved to NC from OK when I was 14, and I did … More Hiraeth
Sitting in our dark paneled living room (think: 1970’s plywood and not English Hunting Lodge), a room I’ve spent a lot of time in over the last 4 years, the corner to my right is calling for my attention. It’s been emptied of the desk and chair that normally fill it in order to make … More Moving Boxes
There are times I have to stop and think what year it is. Am I alone in this? 2021 has gone by so incredibly fast, it’s almost as if it didn’t happen. And yet here we are, recovering from feasting on Thanksgiving and staring down the Holidays and the culmination of yet another trip ’round … More Thankfuls
As my friend and I munched on warm chips and hot queso I was struck by the thought, “I wish we’d done this more often.” Yet, like so many times in life I was late to the game. While we ate good food and talked about what was going on in each of our lives … More It’ll Cost Ya, but It’s Worth It
How passing through the Appalachian mountains in the dark became a metaphor for my faith in 2020. … More Mountains in the Dark
Over on the right hand side of our garage is a workbench. It’s not my workbench, because it was here when we started renting, but I’ve laid claim to it for now. On the top shelf sits a nondescript cardboard box: 40” long, 12” wide and around 4” tall. If you noticed it at all … More Unfinished Work
If you know her, you know this isn’t hyperbole: my wife is an amazing person. Amanda has a deep love for others, and not just those closest to her. She is, to borrow a phrase, more precious than jewels. … More More Precious than Jewels
Pixar movies have a knack for making me tear up, but nothing could prepare me for what Toy Story 4 was going to do to me. … More Buzz, Woody and Ugly Tears
I haven’t been as prone to write of late. I haven’t felt the thoughts pouring out like they did a year or so ago, when words and ideas were coming out at a pretty constant rate. I didn’t (thank God) publicize them all, but even so, I was more prolific than I’d ever been. Many … More Old Wounds
Thinking about the importance of deep, honest relationships … More Deep Waters
The Wading Pool 