The Story Behind Your Scars

Beneath the surface of this bruise is a vein of backfiring blood running toward a resolution. You see only the external evidence of an internal eruption, but time will prove that bruises fade and scars become the everlasting witness of yesterday's choices. Behind each scar is a story. Every inch of the journey has been recorded on the … Continue reading The Story Behind Your Scars

Hoping to Lose

I recently heard a story about a young philosophy student, and an old monk, Father Makarios.  The conversation went something like this: Student: "Father Makarios, do you still wrestle with the devil?" Father Makarios: "No. I used to wrestle with the Devil all the time. But now I have grown old and tired, and the Devil has grown … Continue reading Hoping to Lose

Regret and Gratitude

The other day I was sitting at a table with recovering addicts, listening to the exchange of life stories and mountains climbed. After hearing one man share about all of the bridges he's burned on his way toward sobriety, he stated emphatically, "... and if I could do it all over, I wouldn't have changed … Continue reading Regret and Gratitude

“…It’s a Cold and Broken, Hallelujah”

The carpet felt more like concrete, as I collapsed beneath the table and erupted into a violent explosion of salty tears and self-hatred. The world I had known was forever changed in the unraveling of my shame, finding a shattered mirror and a fist and a whisper, "wherever you go, there you are." Find me … Continue reading “…It’s a Cold and Broken, Hallelujah”

Life and Death

I can still hear the doctor's voice, repeated in my head. "If your biopsy returns with evidence of cancer, you may have anywhere from two to ten years to live."A few days later, I received a voicemail from the doctor's office requesting me to come in for a consultation. I didn't get the message until … Continue reading Life and Death

Lost and Found

Several months ago I began meeting with men who are in recovery from addiction(s). At a local city Rescue Mission, we gather in a circle and talk about hope and faith and brokenness. My own experience with rock bottom has given me a greater platform of authority than my degrees. I have been there. I … Continue reading Lost and Found

let me be found in You

as a drop of water is lost in the oceanso is the flight of the alone to the Alonetake from me these november thoughtsof never enough and endless thirstreplace these tears with the solace of Your Presenceif it was all over tomorrowi've been nothing without Youif these lungs inhaled the sudden conclusionthe rapture from this … Continue reading let me be found in You