Back on the Road

It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything on this blog. Mainly because it’s been a while since I’ve travelled on my own, with time to spare post-travel. So I’m going to post something on the fly, in the hopes of getting into the habit of documenting my trips more consistently.… Read more

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Hope Less.

If I could obliterate this year from my memory, I would.

Endless slogging through a mist of uncertainty has dampened my faith, and eaten away hopes of a brighter tomorrow.

Outwardly, I looked fine.  I went through the motions of a normal life.… Read more

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On Lost Dreams.

​”Where did your dreams go?” the child asked

“They disappeared,” I answered

“We should go find them,” she says

“Where would we look?” I countered

“Good question,” she says. “I suggest your past.”

I smiled at the child – at myself, thirty years back.… Read more

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Love That Doesn’t Let Go.

2017 marked the tenth year of my singleness.  Of not being in a long-term relationship.  My friend remarked about my single status – it’s because you have high standards.  I disagreed.  My wish list for a partner is rather short, and kept to the essentials.  … Read more

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When Loss is Gain.

​Most days I want a lot of things. In a bizarre twist of circumstance, tonight, I want nothing. It is not just about being satisfied with what I have. I want to want nothing – to have nothing, to be nothing, to know nothing.… Read more

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Broken But Beautiful.

I was at a church retreat two weekends ago, where I sang this song.  Part of the preparation for worship leading is to dwell on the words, and let them speak to me.  Only then can I sing so that others may hear.  … Read more

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Streams in the Desert.

Isaiah 43:19
Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it?
I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert.

We all have our moments in the wilderness, our seasons in the desert.  … Read more

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Unwrapping Love.

Sometimes love comes wrapped in old magazines and celotape. Not in beautiful gift paper and big bows.

When we focus on fancy packaging, we can miss out on what is being offered – a simple kind love, one that doesn’t call attention to itself.… Read more

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