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Three weeks ago I experienced a tough break. I was training for a 100-mile bike ride that I was very much looking forward to when I literally suffered a break. While doing something I’ve done thousands of times, I made a mistake. In the blink of an eye, I was lying on the pavement in excruciating pain, shaking and unable to move my right leg. I instantly knew something was wrong. After an ambulance ride, x-rays, a CAT scan, I got some scary news: I broke my hip. Surgery was needed. My world came to a screeching halt. I was assigned a physical therapist who has been helping me with my recovery process. The first couple of weeks were rough both physically and emotionally, and through this time she encouraged me to journal. I’m not going to sugar coat it, this process has been tough, maybe one of the hardest things I’ve ever gone through but I’m beginning to see some pretty profound things coming from it. It’s taught me some lessons from a tough break.

My new hardware


When things are going great, we tend to think that we’re somehow in control. All it takes is one crazy life circumstance to show us how out of control we are. In this past couple of weeks, the journey has been scary, and it has been hard, there have moments of joy and pride, sometimes there’s pain(sometimes a lot), sometimes anxiety, sometimes overwhelming gratitude. They all come and go and sometimes within minutes of each other. Though most of it has been out of my control, it’s led me to a greater trust in the one who is in control. Through tears, I’ve been able to come in prayer to God with my doubts and fears. God has been with me the whole time. He never abandoned me.


My heart is full of gratitude for God’s provision, but most of the things that I’m grateful for aren’t things at all, they’re people. God works through people to extend his love to others, and I can honestly say I’ve felt His love through you. I have my faith, my wife, my family, I have a community that loves and supports me. I’m grateful for the way my wife assumed the role of caregiver on top of her vocation as mother and full-time corporate businesswoman. Through your meals, prayers, cards, phone calls, and visits, God overwhelmed me with love and support. You may not realize it, but God moved through you to bless me. I hope that in some small way you see the impact a simple prayer or word of encouragement can have one someone’s life.


I’ve gone through a big-time trauma, and I survived. I’m here. I’m here to give love and be loved. I’m here to love God and love my neighbors. I’m here to enjoy life, work hard and play hard. I’m here to struggle and grow. Here’s an odd thought: I think we need the tough moments, the moments of struggle. They are part of life that we can’t and shouldn’t try to avoid. This process is teaching me much about myself and others. It’s teaching me about faith and relationship, life and love. It’s teaching me about gratitude and contentment throughout this journey called life.


Deconstructing The Worship Set

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You’ve probably heard the term “worship set”. Someone has probably come up to you and said something like, “The worship this morning was so powerful!” or “I was so moved during worship.” We even go so far as to call our church services “worship services.” Worship does indeed happen during all of these things, but the Bible tells us that worshiping the Lord includes so much more. Vaughan Roberts writes about this in his book True Worship. This is absolutely one of my favorite quotes: Continue reading “Deconstructing The Worship Set”

I’m 30 years old and I’m done…

I'm 30 years old and I'm done...

This past year marked a milestone for me. It was crazy… I went to sleep a 20 something and woke up the next day 30 years old. I don’t know if anyone else had a hard time leaving their 20’s behind, but I did. It was as if I was leaving an era and entering the unknown. Some how being 30 just didn’t have the same appeal. I couldn’t quite put it into words but I knew I wasn’t quite comfortable with it. I needed time to process what was different and why I was so uncomfortable. However, after thinking it through, I’ve realized that my 20’s were a great place to learn many of life’s lessons and the best is still yet to come. Here’s why:

I’m 30 years old and I’m done…  Continue reading “I’m 30 years old and I’m done…”


936443_10151746376937359_1815626060_n“Death is swallowed up in victory.”“O death, where is your victory?
O death, where is your sting?”
1 Corinthians 15:55 (ESV)

Taking this trip down to Texas was especially hard. Not because of the 18 hour drive with three kids ages 6 and under. Not because we drove through a blizzard in Missouri. It was difficult because I knew that seeing her for the first time since the words “cancer”, “terminal”, and “timeframe” were spoken, would some how make things more real.

It’s easy to pretend everything is ok from 1,000 miles away. Routine, workload, and busyness have a way of covering up reality. When we arrived in Texas with no other agenda but to simply spend time with each other, I knew it would be impossible not to look death straight in the face.

Death is a scary thing. When we’re young it’s something we hardly think of. As we grow older, it’s this looming shadow in the dark that gets ever closer. But the reality is… we’re all terminal.

Continue reading “Terminal”

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