Healing our community

Addiction & Recovery, Family, Healing our community, Hurt & Faith

because people do change

34 year old me is desperately jealous of 44 year old me.

Healing our community, Restoration

pride, part two . . . or, a sampler of thoughts on arrogance

Sometimes, my “better than” comes from wounds. Maybe yours does, too.

Healing our community, Hurt & Faith

a swift current of sorrow

I am exhausted from swimming in and out of the current. I long for a boat of bliss, to float above grief, to get out of the river.

Addiction & Recovery, Family, Healing our community, Hurt & Faith, Restoration

when you don’t know what to do, try love

Determination only gets so far in the day in day out.
And romantic stubbornness turns cold.

Family, Healing our community

12 great things you learn when you skip school to go to a Super Bowl parade

I get why school wasn’t cancelled for the Seattle Seahawks victory parade. People had to work, I appreciate that. But for my family, it was worth dropping everything to go — and they even learned a few things:

Addiction & Recovery, Healing our community

a prescription for addiction

A little piece of our story made it to the cover of the New York Times this week . . .
That little piece is a drug called Suboxone.

Healing our community, Hurt & Faith

right, wrong, and grace

But over the past ten years, God has been peeling. Peeling and peeling the layers of me. And I am confronted often by who I think I should be and who I am.

And why.

Healing our community, Uncategorized

blessings for healing, brotherhood

Peacemaking is not all sanitized photo-ops and signed documents and kisses on cheeks and shaking hands.
Real peace-making is ugly, painful, costly.

Healing our community

power in a parking lot

Yesterday, I had a Jesus moment. That moment when everything around you, all the stuff you are trying to do for Him is stripped away

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