BlogA log of thoughts and learnings from the process.
The earliest memory I have is your promise. Your word was the reward for enduring an uncomfortable moment.
The first memory is me being afraid of the dark. I was afraid of demons, monsters…and silence.
I endured because there was a reward for waiting it out…
Sometimes that reward was morning light and playtime in the light…
When I couldn’t run to the parental units or my sister, I sat patiently knowing that someday I’d be older, stronger and more learned.
Later the reward was promise of becoming a man that wasn’t afraid of the dark.read more
“Why I’m moving to Oregon” My answer to Black Lives Matter, Sex-Trafficking, Terrorism and Pornography.I see this picture of myself. I’m running with other men. I’m running out, just a little bit ahead of this crowd… I’m running light, but strong. I’m drenched in sweat, but I’ve got so much fight in my arms.. I’m... read more
The reward of love is found in possessing the ability to love.
The highest reward of true love is found in possessing the love itself. Those who are wealthy in love do not look at price tags. Anybody can quit except a person in love. When we are tempted to quit, the obstacle in our path is that we love God. God is raising up a people who will not quit.read more