Un-dragon me.

Un-dragon me.

Jesus, my Jesus… My heart feels hardened this morning, crusted over. Within me I sense a stirring, a fluttering, as my soul strains and kicks at its self-imposed chains. I sense you here with me, open to me—but something holds me back, something dead and angry...

A sweetness in God’s presence

Last night, I felt it again. A sweetness. A pull. A passionate yet gentle invitation from the King that seemed to stop time for just a few moments. He wanted to work on my sermon together. I ended up scrapping half of it, pretty much starting over. It was like the...