To my sweet surprise, my life is now made up of Word journeys. Fantastical adventures, as it were, with books and characters, stories and letters, worlds and kingdoms, ideas and truths – all which serve to shape me. Most recently, I took a six-month journey with The Preacher. THE Preacher, y’all. And another preacher. And … More My 6-Month Journey with The Preacher
A good preacher will always have three points. Or so I’ve been told. Now, not to get all Gen Z on you, but what if preachers illustrated their points with emojis? In recent weeks and months, I’ve spent a good deal of time with a preacher of the past. A self-identified “Preacher” who lived almost … More The Preacher’s Three-Emoji Sermon
No one remembered. No one. He delivered a whole city. And no one remembered. See, wisdom brought him to this place. And wisdom? It’s despised. Despised by a world whose view is small. For wisdom is better. Wisdom is better than might. And wisdom is better than weapons of war. Wise words are better every … More No One Remembered
I awake at 8:30. 8:39. 8:48. My night-owl self aches and groans, my foggy brain creating possible scenarios for how I might maximize my morning routine and hit that precious sleep button just a few more times. 9:57. Down the stairs, grab a mid-morning snack, out the door. Time to face yet another day. A … More Yet Another Day
Cast away stones . . . pluck up what is planted . . . build up . . . embrace . . . sew . . . hate . . . dance . . . The word pictures had been playing games in my head for days, and I wasn’t sure what to do with … More An Evening with My Pencil Jar
Journey of the Word 