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Carried on the Swells: Reflections from Worship

Yesterday, I floated in the vast sea of God’s presence.No land in sight.The swells rose and fell.The waves whispered.Words failed. Prayers dissolved.The hush of the room settled over me, gentle and expectant.I was small. I was still. The crystal voices, simply instruments of praise, led through the quiet like light across the water.When we sangContinueContinue reading “Carried on the Swells: Reflections from Worship”

Hold My Hand: Grace in the Grit of Life

Disclaimer: This reflection on human struggle and hope in broken places contains gritty imagery (likely R or TV-MA). I share it because something bigger meets us in the mess, calling to believers and seekers alike. A Plea Across the Void I stumbled on Hold My Hand by UNKLE, a British band, late one night, itsContinueContinue reading “Hold My Hand: Grace in the Grit of Life”

Lucid Illusions: A Blues-Punk Discovery at Karbach

Ever stumbled on a band that feels like a discovery meant just for you? That was Lucid Illusions for me at Karbach’s Love Street Music & Arts Festival in Houston back in April. Their set hit so hard I was swept up in the moment, but I had to step back from that pure emotionalContinueContinue reading “Lucid Illusions: A Blues-Punk Discovery at Karbach”

Think You Can’t Sing in Choir? You Absolutely Can!

I remember the first time, as a child, I sat in the pew and heard the choir carry a hymn into the rafters. I didn’t know then that it wasn’t just music—but it felt bigger than anything I’d ever heard before. Years later, I realized what I had experienced was a room full of voicesContinueContinue reading “Think You Can’t Sing in Choir? You Absolutely Can!”

Bad Moon Rising and the 8-Track Sounds of Childhood

I can still conjure it—the family’s tobacco-brown Pontiac Bonneville, the smell of leather warm from the mid-day sun, dashboard gleaming with chrome, at that age when I was still small enough to straddle the transmission hump. I felt part of the whole ride—the road ahead, the hum of the engine mingling with the faint whisperContinueContinue reading “Bad Moon Rising and the 8-Track Sounds of Childhood”