"He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds." Psalm 147:3
Dear Friend, Ten years is a long time. And yet, such a breath of a breath in the grand scheme of eternity, much less my life. It’s remarkable to consider how many moments in that long (but brief) ten years I’ve questioned whether I could make it this far. And the truth is, I didn’t. God did. He has sustained me from the first breath He breathed into my lungs.…
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Dear Friend, What a year it has been. Almost one year since the last time I wrote. A complete year since I spent the last night in my NYC apartment. The next day was moving day, and just two days later I flew out to Texas. Now, it would be untrue and overly dramatic to act like it’s been as long since I’ve been back to NYC. The truth is…
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Dear Mom, I had a moment about a week ago. A sudden memory of you that made me catch my breath for about half of a second before I could shake myself back into the present. It was a sweet one. One that brought a smile to my face. I have a new job, working at Starbucks again. But, unlike the one I worked at in midtown NYC, this one…
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Dear Friend, There’s for sure a light at the end of the tunnel. The question is perhaps, which tunnel… or which light? Sometimes it’s that “light” that people tell us not to “walk towards”… As you probably well know, many of my past letters have reflected my own deep longing for that final Light at the end of this tunnel of life. Even as I heard discussed on a podcast…
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Dear Friend, Did you ever hear the acronym “JOY” growing up? As in, “We must grow in J.O.Y.”? I did. More than once. And while it made total sense, the simplicity of it seemed more and more childish as I “grew up” — in reality, as I grew in age, I grew in my childishness to presume this Biblical principle was too simplistic. J.O.Y. — What does it mean? It’s…
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Dear Friend, I’m in my time of dancing, friend! And how freeing this is! My prayer in this is to embrace the celebration of God’s grace in every moment. The countless reasons for joy: first, salvation itself, but even the day-to-day little things (like finding an entire collection of my favorite blue pens at the store to replace my well-used ones). Celebrating the lives of my young nieces and nephews…
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There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot,a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build,a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance… Ecclesiastes 3:1-4 Dear Friend, I know I…
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Dear Friend, This week was the ninth year anniversary of Mom’s Home-going. It’s rather odd to think about — that for a whole third of my life she has not been in it. Someday it will be half, and then a quarter, and soon enough — God willing — I will have lived more life without her than the years with her. But — and I know she would agree…
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Dear Friend, Perhaps an odd thought for one’s birthday, but if I could have one phrase written on my tombstone, it would be: “Great is the Lord’s faithfulness.” I was reading some old posts on this blog over the past couple of days (which I don’t often do) and I was struck by my post on April 26th, 2020. How God has been faithful to me through the storm, and…
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Dear Friend, As I have shared in the past month, I’ve moved. Not just my place of residence, but of dwelling. I’ve moved cities. I’ve moved states. So, understandably, one of the new things I’ve had to do is find a local church in which to become a member and invest and serve, just as I have at Graffiti 2 Baptist Church since June of 2020. Now, the great news…
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