The enemy is real. The battle is real, and though we only see the battle from our earthly perspective, it is spiritual in nature, and it wages nonstop for our heart, mind, body and soul. All around us, the devil and his demons are trying to penetrate our defenses and gain a foothold. The earthy […]
As he sits, nearly motionless, the world is moving all around him…people walking past like he’s not even here. Indeed, he’s not here. He’s nowhere close to where “here” is right now. Here is a place he longs to be with every fiber of his being. Right here is good. It’s where his family
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Some days I just want to call her. And then I realize that even though she’s still #3 on my phone’s speed dial, it just can’t happen. There is no speed dial that will connect me with her now. There will come a day when you’re grown and out on your own that you wake
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On the eve of what was the worst attack on our nation’s homeland in recent history, I lay my head down for what I pray is a restful night at the firehouse. Like it was for so many Americans that day in 2001, my day was filled with more emotion than one should have to
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I tried something different today. I’m not a soup guy, but my throat has been sore…so I ordered the creamy tomato soup, hoping its warmth would provide some relief as it went down. And as I sat down to enjoy my lunch at Panera Bread, I jumped right into my normal routine of checking emails
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My head is full. It needs to do what it does when it’s full…vent. There is no order to what comes next, so be forewarned that I’m simply letting loose of the mess currently in my head. My apologies if what you read next is not what you’ve come to expect from me. I’m human,
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It was a day of firsts. It was my first time to ever wake up at 2:00am to start my day. My first fight to Baltimore. My first visit to our nation’s capital. My first time meeting Mr. W, my veteran for the day. My first time volunteering for Greater St. Louis Honor Flight, an
The last week or so since I wrote Welcome to My Vulnerability has been pretty good. I’ve been staying pretty busy…very busy actually. This time of year gets pretty hectic with all of you in school and the Upward Sports season starting up. Throw in some of the other ministries I’ve committed my time to,
As we watched the Olympics last night, out of nowhere NE asked me what I wanted to be when I grow up. To be honest, I haven’t given that very much thought lately. Most days, it seems like I’m stuck in a revolving door…not able to escape the craziness of our life for more than
Hi. Have we met before? I’m your dad. I remember playing with you while you lay on the floor, unable to crawl or even roll over yet…your tiny hand squeezing my finger with all your might. I remember your soft breath as you lay on my chest, sleeping ever so soundly. I remember crying at
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