Grace Upon Grace

At the moment I write these words I feel undone. I don’t know if I’ve ever felt this way before. I’m afraid of telling this story. It’s fresh and a little dangerous. I haven’t had a significant amount of time to process it. I’m afraid I’ll speak too soon and make claims that are untrue. I’m afraid this story will be twisted and abused. I’m not worried you’ll twist it. I’m worried I will. I’m afraid my own sinfulness will tarnish its beauty. Yet, I have a greater fear. I’m… Continue reading Grace Upon Grace


Game time. Time to pile in the car and head off to grandma’s house to celebrate Christmas. For my older brother and me this was 10 minutes to waste until we saw our cousins, romped around the house for three hours, and scored some loot from “Santa”. For my parents the 10 minute drive was one last opportunity to passionately communicate the importance of acting like an actual human being. We may have been too young to spell m-a-n-n-e-r-s but we were clearly expected to have them. “Remember boys, make… Continue reading Gratitude