Yesterday was Thanksgiving. Family, friends, food, lots of food, giving thanks, watching football or a movie, falling asleep on the couch, and a host of other activities. I had to make a quick trip to the store in the morning to grab a couple items – mainly newborn diapers, as we were staying with my […]
Story of Change: Suffering, Good Gifts &
Like many people, my change came about through a season of suffering. I was forced to rethink some of the things that I grew up believing about God and the Bible because they didn’t make sense in light of what I was going through. It all started about 6 months after I got married, when […]
Story of Change: Relocating Pain to Purp...
The most frequent question I’m asked is, “Why in the world did you move from New York to Mississippi? Really, Mississippi? From New York? Mississippi to New York? Who does that?” I must admit that is a valid question, especially since I had no friends, family nor job awaiting me here. Today, I chuckle when […]
Story of Change: A Family Torn, A Family...
I wake up in a cold room on an air mattress to complete darkness. It’s the third week in a row with no electricity and Thanksgiving week at that. There is a TV sitting in the floor in front of me with a few toys scattered about. But what is next to the TV is […]
Story of Change: When Divorce Strikes
One summer afternoon, my mom called me to tell me that she and my dad were getting a divorce. I was blindsided. I knew that they had had their fair share of problems in the past, but I thought that they had worked it out. The change that followed brought the most gut-wrenching pain that […]
Story of Change: In My Imagination
My wife, Lisa, and I have one daughter. Felicity is almost two-years-old. When she was six months we were shocked and delighted to find out we were pregnant again. The first child was such a joy; a second would be icing on the cake. We discovered our secret early—just a few weeks in—so we had […]
Story of Change: Broken, Banished, Heale...
Growing up in a home of uncertainty can really play havoc on a young boy’s confidence in the world, in his family and, most of all, in himself. At year one of my life, I was taken away from my mother’s arms, not because she was unfit, but only because she and my father could […]