Behold the Dream Giver

Welcome to a glimpse inside my heart that loves marching bands and parades, stars and clouds, wind and rain… all at the same time.

When you know not where

The sighing took on a different tone.

A new verse with the same chorus

Dreams are stirring…

I surveyed the damage of destroyed hope among the smoldering ashes.

An eternal perspective

Aint no grave…

Beautiful faces hovered over me

If Only…

Confessions of a mega church attender - and not

I remember…

The Lord desires for his people to have glimpses of the other side.

Through the corridors of time

We have this hope.

Come into the ranks of the un/Known

Re-reading a letter to you from Thanksgiving 2020… what a year!

My early morning prayer on September 13, 2016