I spent last week in Indiana, my home for over 20 years, and I really wanted to ride while I was there (if you have read any of my blogs you know I love to ride bikes) and test my new Colorado lungs! I didn’t have the necessary “bike luggage” to tote my Madone 1100 … More One of My Favorite Places
A couple of weekends ago, a couple of friends and I rode in The Starlight Spectacular, a midnight ride through the Garden of the Gods and Old Colorado City. It was amazing. With literally thousands of other people riding that night, it was a nice reprieve from all the fires that we were experiencing in our … More There’s Something About Riding
He’s one of my heroes, ok I know he’s not real, but if he were, I would want to be a lot like Indiana Jones. He is caught in this world of physical fact and scientific proof, and yet everyone of his expeditions require him to believe in something that you cannot prove. I find … More Indiana Jones…My Hero
Everywhere I look I am bombarded with catchy slogans, and ad campaigns to get people to come to a building on a Sunday morning. Whether it’s win a giant screen TV, or come watch the pastor swallow a live goldfish (I actually did that), or some other ploy to get you in the doors, it’s … More This Church is Not For You
Growing up in the denomination that I did, I always had a sense that I didn’t quite fit in. I tried to talk like, act like, and dress like all the people around me; but it just didn’t work. Years later, I have realized that many of those people are still wearing the same clothes, … More Why Don’t They Like Me?
During the last few weeks, I have had the privilege of walking through a dark season of the soul with one of our KeyStone Church families. If you have read my past blogs, then you know of the tragic event that happened to the Black Family. One of the things that I have noticed about … More Does Pain Define You or Mold You?
A Beautiful Storm (A Prose for Michael Ryan Black).
Once, only once was I able to meet him, I shook his hand and embraced him, only once. I knew him from a distance, I watched his life unfold from stories told. Friends of friends would share his life with me, and at times I would laugh; at times cry. A Beautiful Storm. Scary at … More A Beautiful Storm (A Prose for Michael Ryan Black)
We are officially 22 weeks old. It’s like the way you would date a new-born. We have been celebrating at KeyStone Church for 22 weeks and we are growing. I would say we are growing slow and steady, but according to our stats we’ve tripled in size in these short months. I always thought it … More All Hell Breaking Loose
So, what are you thinking? Cheap Grace? We can just fulfill the lust of our mortal bodies and grace makes everything okay? Of course not, should we test the boundaries of grace by continuing to willingly sin? No, I believe that grace not only forgives, covers, and restores, but it also protects. So then, grace … More Recovering Pharisee Part II