Sometimes your ink is dry. Sometimes the keystrokes won’t come. Sometimes your soul needs a break. Sometimes a song better translates your heart. Maybe sometimes the Holy Spirit likes to dance on different wavelengths.
I was never a big Jars of Clay fan; I’m a horrible Christian kid of the 90’s, I know. Give me Steven Curtis Chapman or give me death. Lately, though, Jars of Clay’s stuff has resonated. Especially their more recent creations meshed with my current season of life. Enter my latest struggles. Enter five months of this #RunningTo life on the road. Enter Inland. It’s easy for any introvert to use that definite facet of your personality as an out. Oh, I don’t need many people in my […]
Throughout the Old Testament, the Israelite people constructed altars. Altars not so much for God as for themselves. They built altars in places where God had delivered them, so that whenever they passed back across those particular locations, they could see the victorious altars of yesteryear and remember. Remember the victory, remember the Victor. Last summer I helped construct my own physical altar while hiking a Pacific coast trail with some beloved brothers. Several months later, I unwittingly passed that […]