The New Day

I have chewed over this dream for some time now. My closest friends know about it (or parts of it) but I now feel to write it down and make it plain so that they who read it may run with it (if they wish).

Worship From A Place of Wonder

I remember sitting at the piano as a kid, feeling the ivory keys beneath my fingertips and the resonance of the notes moving around me; the hammers hitting the strings and creating a tangible hum…

Identity

Identity is not a label. It is not who or what others say you are. It is not a bank account, a medal, a persuasion, a job or an ability…