You are stronger than you think and I'm going to fight with you, speaking power in the name of Christ with you.

Strong arms.
A swift but steady and beautiful hand.

Clear minds.
Resilient hearts.

I pray I take these days for what they are meant to be taken for.  Today, cold air filled my lungs and I felt a lot of life for the first time in months, and dare I say even a year or two. 

"My flesh and my heart my fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever." Psalm 73:26

Oh Jesus, you are strong and swift.

Show me the river.

So much life.

Countdowns

3 weeks left at North Greenville.
4 weeks until Uganda.
6 weeks till I get back to where I left off.

The new King of Leons album is gold.

I'm home, a little sick, it's raining, and I found a stack of National Geographic magazines from 1984. It is going to be a good day.

God is not just a God of hope, but also a God of help.



Feed your drama to the serpents.



It's time to take hold.