As part of my preparation for Cambodia, I’ve been getting my hands on books and soaking up stories to better understand the history and culture. Prior to going on this trip I didn’t know much about Cambodia. I’d heard of the infamous killing fields, but didn’t grasp how recently in history the genocide began. (1975)
Hello again! I’m back to share more about Cambodia. But first, a HUGE thank you to those who sponsored a mile yesterday. I’m grateful for your support. Just over $800 has been raised and there are still opportunities available. Miles 1-5 are looking a little lonely…
Good morning! Let’s start this day off with a little blog takeover, shall we? I hope Adam doesn’t mind…
I’ve just come back from a brisk early morning run. I’m not normally comfortable being the center of attention, but while I’m still running high on endorphins, I’ve got a favor to ask.
You see, I’ve got two significant events coming up in the next six months. The first is that I’m running a half-marathon in April. This will be my third half-marathon, after taking three years “off”. The second is that I’m going to Cambodia with Steps of Justice in August. I need to raise $795 plus airfare. (About $2000 total) So far, I’ve raised just over $500 by selling household clutter on Amazon and Craigslist.
Kristen and I are late-comers to the Downton Abbey craze. Other than the season 3 finale we’re all caught up. (Don’t spoil that last episode for us, we’ll probably watch it tonight.)
Speaking of spoilers this post won’t have any. Instead, this post will talk about things in general ways.
If I were going to preach about church life… I might use Downton Abbey as a metaphor because of its popularity and because of the parallels we can make between the life portrayed and how people in the church generally see the world around them.
Here’s the metaphor I’d use:
Here’s 10 things about our toddler that I wish I could bottle up and save forever.
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Last month I wrote about an opportunity you have to join me for a Haiti Vision Trip this April 6-9. This is your friendly reminder that you need to register for that trip ASAP. (And if you thought you missed the deadline, you did, but God’s grace is sufficient for you to register late.)
I’m not a worship leader. My butt is too big for skinny jeans. My high school piano teacher told me to quit trying to learn. And no one would knowingly hand me a microphone to sing into.
That means that at least once per week I’m lead in worship. And that means that while the worship leaders are up there singing songs and talking and doing their thing, I’ve got lots and lots of time to think down here.
So accept this as a personal lament, not indictment. I’m sharing it while longing, praying, and seeking something I don’t even know exists.