Vanity? In me?

Vanity? In me?

Sometimes God throws a curveball designed to strike you out. To put it another way, sometimes God allows things to happen that expose something about your heart you’d rather not see. I’ve been going to physio for TMJ. No idea what that means. I’m...
Ditching destructive expectations

Ditching destructive expectations

You may have noticed that I’ve been blogging less the past two or three weeks. That’s deliberate. I’ve purposefully stepped back from what felt like the perpetually eroding edge of expectations—an edge that demanded more than I could deliver, foisted...
Who am I?

Who am I?

When I’m in the pulpit, I’m the respected preacher people come to learn from. When I’m in the Toyota dealership for a car repair, I’m a buffoon without a clue. When I’m playing a multiplayer online game of Uncharted: Drake’s...