September 11, 2026
When I was the youth pastor at White Oak in the early 2000’s, I recall a rhythm I undertook one day each year. On that day, I would find a coffee shop somewhere in town or I would find a nice seat at a park lodge, and I would spend the day reading, dreaming, and planning for the future of our youth ministry. Those days, though few, filled my soul. I often came back from them energized and ready to..
September 4, 2026
When I was in middle school I thought I wanted to become an architect. I loved drawing houses and buildings. However, I hated math. A little bit later I was thinking about something in the medical field. But I didn’t really have a reason why I considered pursuing that. And then in high school I thought I would like to become a...
August 28, 2026
Do you remember that feeling of the back-to-school season as a kid? Not the feeling of dread. I’m talking about the feeling of anticipation. I grew up in a family where you didn’t get new shoes very often. But every now and then we got new shoes when the first day of school rolled around. I remember the feeling of anticipation as that first day neared. I couldn’t wait to wear my new shoes. I’d keep them in my room in the box right up to that day. With each day that passed...
