I turned 50 in February. I’m not sure how it happened. I’m pretty sure yesterday I had all my hair and it was much darker, I could see at night while driving, and there were more days ahead of me than were behind me.

But what if no one is ministering to the Lord?

Whenever I browse social media, I consistently see posts about “the only 5 magical things that can do everything better…” #clickbait

“What if where you feel the tension you discover God’s intention for you?”

Seven years ago, my life changed. We added a dog to our family. The idea of getting a dog was not mine.

Imagine this: the students who bravely stepped into high school amidst the whirlwind of the pandemic are now on the verge of graduating. Wow!

I was speaking with a church that has been without a staff worship leader for nearly a year.

Leadership is creational, meaning you create who you are and replicate what’s inside you.

Yesterday, I was battling low-grade anxiety for most of the day.

Read these lyrics written by a 23-year-old slowly and prayerfully.

One of the best things we can do today is sit down with our instrument to play and sing to the LORD.

When I was a kid, I hated tomatoes.

One of my life scriptures is Psalm 73. The last verse is a favorite.

We have lovely conversations around our dining room table. And not a small handful of odd ones. This Monday’s breakfast was no exception.

I was talking with coach Walter K, and he was reveling in a simple idea that has made a significant difference in congregational engagement.

I love Costa Rican “dichos” - idioms or sayings that get thrown into almost every conversation.

My three teenage children went to a youth camp recently.

Who Are You Chasing? New pedals?
Bethel’s vibe? Happiness? A bigger worship team?

We’re hosting a work team of young missionaries of the Mennonite flavor.

I’m working with a worship team that has been trained well.