I can’t believe it.

I wrote two whole books in 2024 and 2025, and I never said a word, here on the blog.

(Post Edit: SOLD). “Georgia Lowland Marsh”, rendered in handmade oils, 10x20” framed original is available.

I will be uploading her to the shop as soon as her paint dries. The kisses of white take awhile to cure, actually.

I recently read an Instagram post - written by a former pastor who is someone I don’t know.

Still, the criticism levied against “the church” is one I do know. The criticism is one that I have heard so. many. times. in my 30+ year tenure of ministry. The criticism goes as follows:

Someone leaves their church, or they step out of a role they played in that church, after years of being a part of it. Afterwards…

Here is an often requested link to a message I preached a few weeks ago, at my home church. It’s titled “The Longing That Leads Us Home: A Fourth Quarter Manifesto”.

I came home late yesterday evening, with three brown paper bags from Trader Joe’s riding shotgun. There was organic chicken, sea salt caramels, rosemary sourdough pizza crust (for my new Birthday Outdoor Pizza Oven), and always some sort of flower. It this case, it was paper whites peeking out like friendly green passengers.

As Christians, our heritage is not found in the tangled branches of a “family tree”, but rather in the true vine of Christ Himself…