Today began the Tears series at our church. It’s centered around Job and the discussion of pain and suffering in our lives. It’s a powerful series in itself, but our amazing media team put together videos of some very courageous NCCers who were willing to share some of their personal stories of suffering – and… Continue reading This is Why
I spent my high school years in a nondenominational church where I often heard the saying, “God may be last-minute, but He’s never late.” This week, God was reminding me not to rush a particular decision and along the way I saw a sign in front of a church that read something like, “God is… Continue reading Wait For It, Wait For It…
I love the snow. Maybe it’s because I grew up in the South were it was an unusual occurrence, but it always feels like a special treat. Granted, being stuck in my house and having a sore back from shoveling aren’t my ideas of a great time. But there’s something about the snow that calms… Continue reading The Gift of Passion
I’ve been a pretty bad blogger of late. No doubt, I’ve scratched out a number of blog post ideas on bits of paper here and there. But, as evidenced by my absence here, none have made it to being published. Maybe they will eventually make an appearance, but for now I’ll focus on my newest… Continue reading Making a Commitment
A couple of weeks ago I was fortunate enough to spend a couple of days away from the office on a leadership development excursion. One of our facilitators was also a river guide and shared a story with us that spoke volumes to me spiritually. I’d asked God for revelation through the sessions and He… Continue reading Follow the Leader
In service at NCC today, Pastor Heather shared a take on the Parable of the Vineyard Workers that is a little different from the typical ones. (I highly recommend you listen to the whole sermon.) I have to admit that while I believe every bit of it, I don’t like all of it. I want… Continue reading Justice, Generosity, and a Little Perspective
Over the past few weeks God keeps brining me back to the imagery of a toddler, one that doesn’t see the breadth of the world yet – the possibilities or the pain.