The Road IX

Moving Around Moving is always a troublesome, headache of a chore. I’ve moved from Georgia to Kentucky to Colorado to Wyoming to South Carolina over a span of six years. For those who may be curious, that is a total of three thousand seven hundred eighty-three miles across fourteen states, lugging a family’s worth ofContinue reading “The Road IX”

Musings – New Directions

  Like newborn babies, you must crave pure spiritual milk so that you will grow into a full experience of salvation. Cry out for this nourishment, now that you have had a taste of the Lord’s kindness. 1 Peter 2:2-3 This messenger was John the Baptist. He was in the wilderness and preached that peopleContinue reading “Musings – New Directions”

The Road VIII

I love writing. Yet as much as I love it, I get picky about the process. Everything must be just right: right mood, right circumstance, right idea. If it doesn’t feel exactly right, I get distracted and let my mind wander. The truth is, unless I have a deadline (real not imagined), I will findContinue reading “The Road VIII”

The Road VII

Bad Contact I have had glasses since I got my first pair of readers senior year of high school. I started wearing glasses all the time in my early twenties and I have never worn or tried to wear contacts. When I was in high school, I tried to put a lens in for someContinue reading “The Road VII”

Book Review – Reborn Again

Reborn Again. By Christopher Vanhall. © 2019 Christopher Vanhall I believe the Christian life is a journey and our theological experiences are the map offering direction. As I have ministered through the last decade, I have crossed paths and shared journeys with a variety of people. There is always something comforting about a journey thatContinue reading “Book Review – Reborn Again”

The Road VI

Last week, I told you about my first car, a 1989 Camaro. I also told you that I was not the greatest driver as sixteen-year-old, in fact, quite the opposite. I have driven at speeds that would terrify anyone other than race car drivers and took chances that no one in their right mind shouldContinue reading “The Road VI”

The Road V

It was December of 1988, Christmas break. I was a fifteen-year-old sophomore at the time. For those of you who do not know Greek, sophomore is a fun word. It literally means ‘wise moron,’ a term applied to students in their second year of high school or college because they have learned enough to thinkContinue reading “The Road V”

The Road IV

Desmond During World War II, sixteen million men and around three hundred fifty thousand women took up uniforms and fought across Europe, Africa, Asia, and the oceans of the world. Out of these, four hundred and thirty-one were awarded the Congressional Medal of Honor, the highest award given to those in the armed services. ButContinue reading “The Road IV”