Mercy in the Mud

The picture above is of a much younger me. Though the pants, shoes, gloves, and shirt are long gone, somehow that hat has still survived. Regardless, the picture was taken nearly 10 years ago in a small shack in Eagle Pass, Texas.  When I was a teenager, our church had a partnership with a church … Continue reading Mercy in the Mud

Spiritual Adolescence (Growing Up with Philippians Pt. 1)

What age makes you an adult in America? I asked this question last night in youth and got many different answers: 16 because a license, 17-18 because of graduation, 18 because of legal abilities, 21 because of more legal abilities, the age when you have to care for someone else, and list goes on. One … Continue reading Spiritual Adolescence (Growing Up with Philippians Pt. 1)

Frantically Floundering

As a child I had a fear of water. Not a terrible phobia, but I definitely hated swim lessons. My mother tried everything to get me in the pool; she "paid good money for those lessons." She would offer candy, extra play time, the option of choosing dinner, etc. just so that I would stick … Continue reading Frantically Floundering

Play-doh Nostalgia

Did you play with play-doh as a kid? I used it a lot at home. We had one of those play-doh presses where you could put the play-doh into the top, push the press, and it would come out the bottom in a shape. There were loads of shapes you could make too. The press … Continue reading Play-doh Nostalgia

Genesis, God, and Steve Carell

In college I lived with some guys who were all very different. Though there were many interests spread among our group, there was one thing that would unite us more than anything. At any given moment in Mabee D120, you could be certain that The Office was playing on the television. This was such a regular occurrence, that … Continue reading Genesis, God, and Steve Carell