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If you didn’t know, I’m have another blog… it’s called ISAAC365. It’s a daily photo of my son. It looks like this: I know, I know… “Another one of those ‘pictures of your kids’ blogs.” NO! Well, Yes. But, there’s a reason. About 14 months ago, we were told that the only way we could […]
Read MoreWednesday morning at 9am, I received a phone call that I had been expecting for sometime. My grandmother had been in a 13 year battle with Alzheimer’s and it ended early Wednesday morning. It’s an odd thing to think that death is a blessing. But, in this case, it’s healing. As Christians we find hope […]
Read MoreI think the church is more than just a once a week event in an auditorium. It’s more than just songs and preaching. It’s not about what you get out of it. Church should be about change. It should be about what we can give back. About life, love, devotion. Faith, belief, mystery. I see […]
Read MoreTo say that I was moved by this past Sunday’s worship at Crosspoint would be trivial. My son was dedicated. We sang songs. The teaching hit home. People responded out of need. It was a good day. Problem comes, I get moved by worship. Period. Music & Art to be specific. For as long as […]
Read MoreI was driving this evening to DQ for a humid evening cool-down treat, when I stumbled upon some amazing cloud work following the tonight’s mid-west storms. I just happened to have my camera with me, so I pulled into the newspaper parking lot and started snapping pics. As I looked at them after, I noticed […]
Read MoreWe started a new series at Crosspoint on Sunday called INTEGRATE. It’s looking at how GOD is more concerned with you than just your “spiritual life.” Sunday, Curt looked at how your physical state plays into your spiritual state and vice versa. The rest of the month will focus on the other 3 non-spiritual parts […]
Read MoreI had this thought the other day. I’m a dad now. Not in the sense of a “daddy-o” (apparently, 60’s jazz lingo is making a comeback). But, in the sense of it’s now after 1am and I’m simultaneously watching TV and a baby monitor. It’s still very surreal. We’ve only been home for the hospital […]
Read MoreThere’s always been something to me about thunderstorms. It’s crazy to me, but every time it dumps buckets, Angie wants to watch Twister. I would rather just listen to it. There’s a peaceful nature to the tink of the drops hitting the vent cap of the fireplace. A refreshing smell that overtakes all other senses […]
Read More+ 12:30AM – MAY 21, 2009 + 348 hours ago, I was covered in paint with a handful of preschool and kindergarten kids. 348 hours ago, I got the phone call that he was going to be born on May 6. Now, nearly 1600 miles later, 1000 miles over the need for an oil change, […]
Read MoreAt this moment, Angie and I are both curled up on a hospital twin bed watching Isaac breathe. We’re not sure how else you check to see if a baby is doing OK without monitors and bells. This AM we got a call from the hospital asking if we’d like to “room in” tonight. That’s […]
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