Thank You

One of those days when you really wonder if anything you have done has mattered.


She is in ministry, something she never really dreamed of…
He is up front leading the congregation in reading scripture…
She is a passionate minister with dreams of ministry that connects…
He is really grown up, playing guitar and helping lead worship…
That van is full to overflowing…
His singing reminds me of his simple prayer in an old pickup truck…
That family is now in His family…

And…it’s all HIS doing.

So, now instead of wondering, I simply say…

Thank you.



Officer Black Channels Anne Frank

“How wonderful it is that no one has to wait, but can start right now to gradually change the world! How wonderful it is that everyone, great and small, can immediately help bring about justice by giving of themselves!…You can always – always – give something, even if it’s a simple act of kindness!”
Anne Frank in “Give”, March 26, 1944

Thank you, Officer Black!!

I Must!

If you are like me, you love to sit near a campfire. To stare into the flames. To watch all the different shapes formed by the tongues of fire…shapes that only last a fraction of a second…then to watch them transform into something new and unique. To soak in the warmth radiating out of the brilliant flames of orange and yellow and red. To be amazed at the power that is being slowly unleashed from the fuel right before your eyes.

It is nearly impossible to pull myself away. Always looking for more wood to throw onto the pile to keep the fire going. Hating to douse the coals and walk away to crawl into a sleeping bag only when it finally is the absolute last minute I can stand to stay awake.

The power of the flame intrigues me.

The power to allow the mind to be led away by the shapes and colors and heat and power…and to begin to contemplate the bigger things of your life. What am I here for? Who am I here to be? Why has my life turned out like this? When will I figure it all out? Who am I here to impact in a positive way? How will I do that?

It seems that the answers to those types of questions live in a burst-transform-burst type of cycle in our lives. I have some things that I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I am “here for” on this earth. Some have been temporarily laid aside in the former forms they took, but I’m convinced that they are not gone for good and that one day they will – must – be taken up again. In what form, I don’t know, but unquestioningly they must be done. God has given me some very specific abilities that I must use to make this world a better place. I have a passion to give of myself. To work for the betterment of others. To be a helping hand…a strong shoulder…a safe ear…a warm embrace…a strong support. Whatever.

I Must!

You see, I believe this: It’s not about me. My life is not about me. My life is about living with a burning passion to the point that others will gather to the warmth of my spirit…to the authenticity of my life…to my unconditional love…to what it looks like to be an extraordinarily decent human being. To help someone else get through the tough journey called “life.”

The tricky thing with a properly controlled and helpful fire is knowing the right type of fuel to add, and right amount to add, and the right time to add it.

Most of the time when I contemplate these things, I’m looking for the next grand adventure in my life. Fact of the matter is – I’m living it right now! All the people who I need to touch in those ways for this time of my life are already in my life!

No time to waste just staring into the flames.

Throw another log on the fire and let’s get to it!