I am a native New Yorker. So, even though I live in DC, New York (Brooklyn in particular) still has my heart. My sports allegiances are directly tied to this love. The Yankees, Giants and Knicks are my ride-or-dies. In my 57 years of life, I have celebrated multiple World Series championships. I have rejoiced...
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There is a scene I keep returning to from Mufasa: The Lion King, the 2024 prequel that tells the origin story of the great lion king whose legacy his granddaughter Kiara is still learning to carry. Kiara—daughter of Simba and granddaughter of the great Mufasa—enters a cave on a stormy night, trembling, uncertain whether she...
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One of my first Sundays on American shores was at a small Presbyterian church in Coral Springs, Florida. The heat baked the asphalt of the parking lot and the palm trees swayed in the sultry wind as I climbed out of our Nissan dressed in baggy khaki pants and a graphic tee. I saw others...
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This past Sunday the church around the world did a strange thing. It began a new year in the Liturgical Calendar and entered, once again, into the season of Advent. This is strange for, at least, two reasons. First, it is strange because of where we begin. The Church Calendar is not merely a calendar;...
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Right after graduating from seminary, I served as a director of children’s ministry in a local church. There, I met a deacon who became a good friend in my life. He and his family loved and served the Lord by pouring out their time and lives to support the ministry of the church. The deacon...
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One Saturday early morning, after dropping my wife Esther at her work on Burrard St. in downtown Vancouver, I headed to the nearby Thierry coffee shop. As part of my Saturday morning routine, I ordered an americano and French croissant and was enjoying the time of reading and reflecting for the day. That morning, I...
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