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King of the Air Guitar, pt 1
Before I ever took my first guitar lesson, I was a virtuoso. From the assembly stage, I wowed the kids at my junior high, winning the hearts of the girls and the admiration of the boys. To hone my craft, I hammered the air with my fingers everyday as I listened to my favorite tracks… Read more
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Looking for Trouble
I wept at the arrival of each of our three children. Not tears of pain or heartache but of abundant joy. My heart felt no hint of trouble as I held them in my arms. That must have been true for Mary and Joseph, as well. Even if they were surrounded by rumors of scandal… Read more
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Jesus in the Bullpen
In the summer of 1992, I finally got my “shot” in one of the last baseball games I ever played. Our team held a marginal lead entering the final inning. As the “home” team our opponents got the final at-bat. But our pitcher was tired and unable to finish the game. Though rarely called upon… Read more
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Prowling for Joy in a Closet
Christmas 1990 was the worst. Even though my parents lavished me with great gifts, there were no surprises, nothing to anticipate – no joy. In the weeks leading up to Christmas Day, I prowled my house and scoured the closets like an afternoon burglar in search of my gifts until I found every single one.… Read more
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Rethinking the Narrative
You don’t measure up. Don’t say what you really think. Your voice/story is irrelevant. No one sees you. No one cares. In fact, God doesn’t care. You’ll be easily forgotten. You’ll never be asked to lead again. Those aren’t just idle phrases. Those are some of the words that play on a loop in my… Read more
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