From a distance, I noticed the commotion. A crowd gathered. Voices rose. Hands on combat. Violent wailing. Words flew through the air as slashing swords. This meant war. These were the … Read more about From Witch Doctor to Disciple of Jesus
You’re not welcome here. -Cuba
Tonight I lie here in my bed thinking of what's to come as the lights of Miami shine to the foreign shore of tomorrow. We will enter, but the little I know isn't even how. Special … Read more about You’re not welcome here. -Cuba
Outbreak on the Camino (part 2)
God is all about drawing people into His love. His presence is like the strongest magnet – bugs to the light – and the Kingdom is all around, present, and powerfully at work within us. … Read more about Outbreak on the Camino (part 2)
If we’re not taking great risks, we’re probably not following Jesus…
In leadership, two things I challenge my participants with are: 1) ask the hard questions, and 2) pray dangerous prayers. Yesterday, I decided to revisited #2 for myself. Lately, there's … Read more about If we’re not taking great risks, we’re probably not following Jesus…
Outbreak on the Camino (part 1)
When you have an itch, what do you do? You scratch it! And when you scratch that itch, things tend to break out. It sometimes gets uncomfortable and irritated, but eventually new is … Read more about Outbreak on the Camino (part 1)
The Camino has an Itch
On the Camino, you quickly find yourself hiking with a traveling village. You see each other at every café. You share in community dinner at night. You sleep in the same room. You hear and … Read more about The Camino has an Itch
In letting go, something is grasped.
In letting go, something is grasped. Grasped was a great reminder – a necessary, reoccurring revelation. On the Camino de Santiago, like I said in my previous blog, I have more than enough … Read more about In letting go, something is grasped.
Every Pilgrim has their own ‘Way’
As we began to walk the Camino de Santiago here in Spain, I began to realize that we have an ample amount of time to process. The first day was a 9 hour, 19.5 mile journey, and I almost didn't … Read more about Every Pilgrim has their own ‘Way’
Sick as a dog.
My stomach began to twist as I stood there looking around. I couldn't take it. My eyes began to hurt and my legs shook. I was sick as a dog. I wanted to walk away, but couldn't bare to … Read more about Sick as a dog.
