Weddings have a way of slowing time. Everyone else was talking, laughing, and toasting, but I found myself crouched low, watching my son crawl across the hardwood floor. The sunlight poured through the curtains, throwing long shadows of a man bent low and a boy moving forward. And in that moment, I wasn’t thinking about … Continue reading Forward To The Far Horizon
Category: Faith
Still.
A year ago, I limped into the mess hall—bruised, pale, and unsure of how much of me was still intact. Some of you were there. Some of you carried me. Some of you prayed when I couldn’t pray. I had nothing in the tank. Just pain, and the sinking sense that maybe I had finally … Continue reading Still.
Infinite Grace
It’s been two years since Tom passed, but the memory of that conversation under the stars feels as vivid as the night it happened. We were sitting outside the evening before my wedding, the sky alive with countless stars, stretching endlessly above us. I remember the moment so clearly—the awe I felt as I looked … Continue reading Infinite Grace
A Father on Christmas
My son’s tiny hand stretched toward the Christmas ornament, his fingers brushing the edge of a red truck dangling from the tree. His wide eyes reflected the glow of the lights, filled with awe and wonder, as if the world had slowed just for this moment. I couldn’t look away. He doesn’t yet know what … Continue reading A Father on Christmas
The Quiet Growth of Our Little Lion
As I write this, Judah is fast asleep, his chest rising and falling with the serene rhythm that only babies possess. It’s in these quiet moments of pause that I find the space to reflect on the time past since he entered our lives—a period marked as much by his growth as by the deepening … Continue reading The Quiet Growth of Our Little Lion
Living in the Tension of Grace and Grit
Titus 3:4-7 (NIV) “But when the kindness and love of God our Savior appeared, he saved us, not because of righteous things we had done, but because of his mercy. He saved us through the washing of rebirth and renewal by the Holy Spirit, whom he poured out on us generously through Jesus Christ our … Continue reading Living in the Tension of Grace and Grit
Leader of the Pack
During our walk, something about Dacks caught my attention. His usual pattern of walking ahead, then doubling back, played out as it always has. But this time, when he turned, his focus wasn’t solely on Cassie, but also on Judah, our son. Dacks has always taken it upon himself to check in on the group, … Continue reading Leader of the Pack
Held in the Stillness
The other night, after bath time, I found myself sitting on the bathroom floor, holding my son wrapped up in his towel. His tiny body relaxed into mine, the warmth of the bath still lingering. At 3 months old, he doesn’t know much about the world, but he knows when he’s safe, when he’s held … Continue reading Held in the Stillness
Clarity in the Blur
It’s strange how blurry those first few weeks of recovery are. I know my wife was there—caring for me and our newborn—but if I’m honest, I barely remember most of it. The days in the hospital, the frustration of not being able to move, and the fog of constant pain all blend. But this photo… … Continue reading Clarity in the Blur
The Road Between
Leaving camp is always tough. As I watched the last sunset over the Adirondacks, that familiar bittersweet feeling washed over me. The drive back to Chicago was long, but this time it was different—my wife and child flew ahead, leaving me to drive with my brother. It had been a while since we’d spent real … Continue reading The Road Between
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