Sleepless in Seattle

Its about 11:45 and I can't sleep. Not from a lack of being tired, but from a clouded mind. My heart races with thoughts and frustrations and I need to get them out. I am listening to my brother's music in hopes it will calm my heart and allow me to reconnect with my Jesus. I have so many fears and hurts and scars that all I can do is hope that Jesus can fix them all in his perfect love. To any who reads this I offer you my most valuable contribution to the world: authenticity. I hurt and I am tired. I feel it at the depth of who I am. Jesus I know your yoke is easy and your burden is light so what am I carrying? I feel that my life is cunsumed. Where will it end? God heal what I am hurting from and take what I will not give. I want surrender.

You have lifted my head to see Your glorious face
In Your presence I am silenced by Your love
- Bryan Isbell

Camping

Now this is camping. We are in our new motorhome and we are having a blast. I am sure Farah will post some pictures of the tulip festival and the motorhome so check out her blog and see what everything looks like. I just wanted to blog to use our new computer and the WIFI at the campground

A Broken Generation

My heart breaks that our society has come to accept the brokenness of our youth as the norm. With divorce rates so high and "traditional" families becoming a thing of the past I am amazed that no one feels that these kids should be carrying any baggage. They are expected to process some very adult emotions without the help and guidance of caring adults because everyone is broken and we can't fix em all right? To the teenagers who read this I want you to know that I see the brokenness of you and your friends and I will commit my life to finding out how to help the church love you into wholeness. Until that day I offer my ear and my heart to anyone with the courage to use them.