The issue of ‘gifts’ really seems like it should be a non-issue. If someone wants to give you something, the attitude of most people is ‘ok, so give it to me!’ We are either given something or not and that seems to be where most people leave the issue. I hear this logic applied to the issue of spiritual gifts …
Don’t Be A Slave In The Promised Land
My heart is full. In the past week I have spent time with my dear friends, Jean & Giuliana Gadotti in Brazil, speaking at their church, O Refugio. I returned home and was invited to speak at my home church in NC, The Refuge. Then I was invited to play a song with Big Daddy Weave at their concert last …
Don’t Fall In Love With Caterpillars
As a kid I enjoyed catching bugs. I even did a school project on ‘entomology’ (the study of bugs) and had a showcase of the different critters I had caught over time. Living in South Alabama, at the time, there were many to choose from and plenty to catch! I was always fascinated by the caterpillars; the many shapes and …
Don’t Let Disappointment, Dis-Appoint You
Nobody enjoys being disappointed. You plan, you get excited, your expectations grow and then it all falls flat. Truly, dealing with disappointment is just part of life. However, it is much more than learning how to navigate emotion or finding how to drown your sorrows in a bowl of ice cream! The enemy uses disappointment as a tool to ‘dis-appoint’ …
Being Authentic Might Be Ruining Your Life
Nobody likes a fake. We may joke about how funny it is for people to buy ‘Foakely’ sunglasses (fake Oakleys) or ‘Folex’ watches (fake Rolex’s) out of a van in New York City but at the end of the day, everybody wants the real thing. When it comes to people and relationships, we certainly expect to have trust and transparency. …
Dead & Buried or Planted & Growing?
I learned this morning that my paternal grandmother passed away in the early hours of the day. It was not entirely unexpected as her health had been waning in the past weeks. My mind is flooded with memories, buried treasures from the past that seem to become unearthed in moments like these. It is bittersweet. My ‘Nana’ will be missed …