Jan 4, 2012
“Hacking away at the undergrowth of a massive forest had taken its toll on her. Yes, she was strong. She could carry the axe, and she could wield it fiercely. But strength is not only in the toiling, it is also in the resting. The strongest warriors are the...
Dec 7, 2011
I suppose if we view God as the cruel cop in the sky, we will interpret world events through that lens, and everything becomes a traumatic punishment for not measuring up. We’ll see ourselves as pee-ons, who work for a taskmaster that keeps a record of all our...
Nov 29, 2011
When I think about how I wrote the songs for Space of Brightness, my mind immediately goes back to one day in particular. October something. Bright sun. Crisp air. Crunchy leaves on the ground, and still more being taken from their branches by the wind. I just...
Nov 10, 2011
Behind every story is about 5,000 other smaller stories that help make the big story what it is. You can read the short version of Space of Brightness here. Each song has it’s own story, though, and I wanted to write about that. Below are some of the stories...
Nov 1, 2011
It has taken me three years, start to finish, to make Space of Brightness. What started as a cool idea and a creative endeavor turned into a hellish adventure. I didn’t know the demons that awaited me as I said yes to this project. Spirit wars are real. When...
Sep 21, 2011
I couldn’t believe it yesterday when, as Joseph and I were talking about our lives, the words “I’m bored” came out of my mouth. I just never thought I’d ever be able to let myself go down any roads in life that would end up in a...
Sep 18, 2011
One more day… One more chance for You to show; and for me to know. One more day… Is one more chance to hope. The songs that break the silence are now being sung Over me, Over everyone. So let it come… let the new...
Sep 2, 2011
The cicadas are talking, the sun is blaring, the breeze is NOT blowing, and I need refreshing. Jesus, I want to sit in the shade of Your tree. To be filled with You is a happy thing.
Aug 19, 2011
I can’t stop believing. If I do, I will perish. Unbelief is a sickness that kills. See the promise in faith, and greet it. Say hello to it, and welcome it into the home of your heart. It should live in your heart as real as you living in your home....
Aug 17, 2011
what if the breeze is the breath of God? sending me a message of peace, through a tiny crack in the corner of the wall? i am just one, one of many like a blade of grass, I flourish and fade thriving in the purpose for which I was made unique like the sun, like the...
Aug 1, 2011
the age of the spirit we’re not alone, not without promise everything points to the star the age of the spirit a language we can speak a supernatural existence we can feel, we can dream made to hope, made for faith marvel at the strength of the deliberation the...
