Thoughts & Stories From The Journey

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    A Soul’s Review

    The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.– Psalm 23:1 In his beautiful book Life Without Lack, Dallas Willard unpacks the meaning of Psalm 23:1 with these words: I am in the care of someone else. I’m not the one in charge. I’ve taken my kingdom and surrendered it to the Kingdom of God....

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    The Kingdom of God Is Like a Pair of Stretchy Pants

    It doesn’t matter if I’m onstage or not. I find the communal experience of a rock concert achieves a kind of transcendence. It’s the closest thing to what I think people expect church to be like. Or maybe just what I’ve always thought church should be. You lose yourself, and at the same time come...

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    The Daybreak Prayer – Consecrating Your Day

    How do we go about living in the Kingdom of God, on a daily basis? What is practical?  What is sustainable?  And how do we make it last?  As Eugene Peterson, author of the Message paraphrase of the Scriptures, reminded us, prayer is about being and becoming before it is about getting and doing. Prayer...

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    Consecrating Your Year

    What do we need as we turn our gaze toward a new year?  What is helpful? What isn’t? Where do we find Life?  And how do we make it last?  There’s a story I love about scientists in Capetown, South Africa, studying an extraordinary species called “Resurrection Plants.” Though these plants appear dead amidst the...

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    A Man and a Knife Can Save the World

    Look for an opportunity to call out masculine strength, celebrate a milestone, and participate in the masculine initiation of those entrusted to your care.

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    Computer Hands

    I step in shit all the time and recognize it when I do. I’ve just learned how to scrape it off my boots and carry on.– Matthew McConaughey, Greenlights It hurt like hell.  The moment the block of Ponderosa pine slipped through the grip of my glove, I knew the fingers between that log and...

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