Shaken, But Not Stirred.

A few days ago, I was in Brooklyn, New York sitting in the auditorium of one of the most illustrious churches in the country- The Brooklyn Tabernacle.  Words cannot properly describe how meaningful that service was to me, just two days after I turned 30.  But I will tell you that it was right up there with the Kenyan worship … Read More

Choose Your Own Ending (or Beginning) Stories

The other night we were eating ice cream with David’s sister and her family. It had been a few weeks since we’d all gotten to hang out, so we were catching up on what had been going on lately.  Pete, our brother-in-law, recounted something our 5 year old nephew, Stephen, said before he went to bed one night recently… “Daddy, … Read More