What We Really Need

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There has been an unbelievable amount of tragedy lately. Death. Racism. Innocence crushed. Valuable lives lost. Everywhere you look, it seems, there is another headline broadcasting yet another painful event.

Amidst these horrific events we are left broken, confused, angry, doubtful, shocked, outraged, and deeply saddened. There’s been a lot of talk and opinions expressed. There’s been ideas and thoughts exchanged. Brilliant minds are wondering what can we do and how we can fix things. But I think we need to remember one important thing.

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The Most Important Part Of Our Marriage


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There are a lot of things in my life that are quite good and wonderful and truth be told, I am a pretty happy person for the most part. But there’s one aspect of my life that brings me an unparalleled amount of joy and life. For the past eight years, I’ve been married to my best friend, and we are having a blast sharing in life together.

There are a number of things about our relationship that I cherish and love, but there is one aspect in particular, I believe, that keeps us grounded and growing together. This monumental and irreplaceable aspect for us is the importance of shared experiences.

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Awkward Moments and Honest Talk: A Pastor’s Worst Nightmare



There’s a fairly awkward moment that happens quite frequently to me, as if the universe has decided to make me uncomfortable as often as possible. Typically, this encounter takes place when I’m meeting new people be it at a party, a concert, or just standing in line. I strike up a conversation with someone and we begin to share about life. Sometimes it seems like we’re becoming friends. Naturally, we’re making one another laugh and finding points of interest to converse on.

But then it happens. Inevitably, it’s the same thing every time.

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Why I read the same two books every year

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This is my confession, circa Usher 2004 (Just when I thought I said all I could say…you know that jam, right?):

Every December, I read the same two books. Kind of weird? Perhaps. Meaningful? I’d like to think so. The reason? I haven’t found two other books more poetic, inspiring, whimsical, or beautiful. I take a week or two in December, right around Christmas, to read through these beauties. I’ve been doing it for a few years now and it continues to be great fun.

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