Serve the Best Wine

Serving the Best Wine

Religious or not, we’ve all heard the story before…

  • Jesus gets invited to a first century Hebrew wedding.
  • The party rages on.
  • The last box of Franzia runs dry.
  • Some servants bring Jesus 6 bottles of Aquafina.
  • Jesus changes the water into a 1787 Chateau Lafite Bordeaux.

How’s that for contextualization?

If you want to read the story for yourself (please do) check out John 2:1-12. As I was reading tonight, this truth hit me: Everybody knows that Jesus turned water into wine. The part that often gets left out, however, is that he changed it into the best wine. [John 2:9-10]

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What I Learned While Dodging Pretend Bullets in Southern Idaho

Dodging Bullets in Idaho

The poignant words of a salty old combat training instructor still ring in my head…

“For good or for bad,
decisions need to be made.”

Playing War in Idaho

I was on a long training exercise in the middle of southern Idaho. Our combat communications unit conducted these exercises pretty regularly. A couple of times a year, we’d practice heading out into the desert, setting up our radar site, and developing a defense perimeter around it.

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Overwhelmed

From kind words of encouragement to personal stories, you all have been amazing. I’m very blessed. Thank you so much.

In case you’re wondering what I’m talking about, read yesterday’s announcement.

Since I’ll be focusing a lot of time on the book and a few other projects, I’ll be dropping from 5 posts a week to 3 on the blog here. Subscribe to my RSS feed to make sure you don’t miss anything.

Thank you all again for your incredible support!

Exciting News: From Obstinate Blogger to Accidental Author

Blogger to Author

People ask me why I blog. Sometimes I ask myself.

  • Why would I spend 10+ hours a week laboring over my laptop?
  • Why would I attempt to invest in the lives of faceless digital strangers?
  • Why would I commit to sharing so much of myself with no promise of any return?

These are the questions I ask myself as I stare at a blank computer screen. These are the subtle and dangerous cues from an enemy who would gladly snatch the words from my fingertips.

This is the wall that I’m forced to climb every time I sit down to write. This is my resistance.

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