It is already the first of December. It's been another eight weeks since I posted anything here. And in that time, I feel like my spirit has grown deeper roots in some ineffable way. Things are still busy...they always are...but they're good things. Lots of music, good worship, and it's Advent now, which is my favorite time of year ( Read more... )

Well, it's fall. Today is the first day that really feels like this is not a fluke, and it's actually cooling down. I was still able to walk to church at 6 this morning in shirtsleeves, but the oppressive heat/humidity is gone from the air. Alleluia ( Read more... )

I have a recurring melody from one of Beethoven's symphonies lodged deep in my brain and it won't go away ( Read more... )

It has been a long day of a long week of a long month of a long year ( Read more... )

It's my lunch break on a Tuesday ( Read more... )

I've just been reflecting on the last verse of one of the first songs I ever wrote, back when I was probably fourteen years old:

All the world's a hippie, and all the world's a punk ( Read more... )

My girls are finally back. I can not describe what a joyful sense of relief this brings to me ( Read more... )

I spent two days camping in Tent & Trailer at Michi-Lu-Ca with Laura and Maggie earlier this week. I shudder to even write this, but five summers have come and gone since my feet last hit that sandy soil. This time was bitter-sweet, but not at all in the way that I expected. Mainly, the "sweetness" came from realizing that the ministry done in that ( Read more... )

Here are some things I'm learning about life and parenting from Yo Gabba Gabba ( Read more... )

So it probably won't come as a surprise to anybody who reads this, but I am discerning. I'm discerning pretty hard...maybe even harder than I did when I first wondered if God was calling me to become a pastor. Discerning is difficult emotional work, especially because it's so repetitive, and you wake up with the same damn questions about yourself ( Read more... )