BLOG


  • I didn’t set out to write a blog post on fellowship. I actually tried to write about joy. When I sat down to write on a break in between clients, this is what ended I ended up typing instead. I couldn’t get it out of my head, so maybe someone needs this. I know I do.


  • Mephibosheth - one of the more oddly named individuals in the Bible and by far one of my favorite stories. I had the opportunity to share about his and King David’s story at church about 18 months ago but have been reflecting on it a lot since then. Stirred recently by a conversation with Erich Sechler, I wanted to revisit the scripture again in this blog.


  • Today at lunch, my almost-three-year-old picked up a piece of broccoli and chucked it behind her off the table. If you have spent much time with young children, you can probably guess that this was not the first time food had been thrown from the highchair to the floor, and it was not the first time she had been redirected for such behavior.


  • When I was in First Grade, in the days before texting and emails, my teacher sent home a handwritten note pinned to my little blue striped shirt. Obviously, I had done something wrong, but what? Once I got off the bus and crossed the living room with my walk of shame, my mom unpinned it and read it. The note simply stated, “I cannot get his attention.”


  • Here’s a fun fact about a group of married men who are in their mid-twenties that get together to talk. There is a 99% chance that the topic of children, whether it’s having them, raising them, etc., will come up.


  • Today, we celebrate our Nation's Birthday, July 4th. Fireworks and BBQs will abound today, so of course, I’m going to write on what to do when you don’t know what to do. What do you do when you have 2 or 3 great options but don’t know what the perfect option is?


  • Over the past few weeks, my toddler son and I have had the opportunity to extend our vacation and visit with my mother who lives in Southern California.  As I prepare for the voyage back to Charlotte, I’ve taken some moments to reflect on the original hopes I had for this extended visit and the reality of how everything actually went. In this reflecting, I am able to see the Lord gently teaching, reminding, and extending his wonderful grace to me in spite of my blinders.


  • It’s funny how much the idea of home can change throughout our lives. For a long time, “home” for me was my hometown where I grew up in New York. Then my college town became a new home, then a small town in Alabama, and now Charlotte, North Carolina. These days, I find myself longing to be back in my hometown, to something familiar or picturing a time when we will be “settled.” However, I also know that when I do get a chance to go back to my hometown, that feeling of home only lasts so long, and feeling settled doesn’t quench the longing; it just makes it quieter. Quite simply, I’m homesick.


  • Happy Father’s Day to all the dads and soon-to-be dads! In roughly 6 weeks’ time (if everything goes as planned), my wife and I will be parents to a little baby boy. As such, it is very fitting that I write a blog post right around Father’s Day.


  • Snapchat. Facebook. Instagram. Twitter. Snap it, or it didn’t happen. Post it, or no one will know about it, right?

     

    In today’s world, we don’t want to miss out on what’s happening, and it’s easy to want to share all the fun we’re having. Sometimes we look at what other people are doing or posting and may ask, “Why isn’t my life as cool as theirs?” We wake up every day hoping someone will text us asking, “Want to do something today?” and end up hoping we don’t miss out on something others are enjoying. This is FOMO - the anxiety-ridden, stress-causing acronym otherwise known as the “Fear of Missing Out.”