Doing it Wounded in South Carolina

Posted by on May 3, 2018

Doing it Wounded in South Carolina

“Great to meet you, we’re pumped to be here tonight with you guys!” “Good to meet you too, we’re excited to have you…” the youth leader paused, glanced down at my left arm, and then at the small pedal-board I was carrying in my right hand, “So…ahh, is that all you’ve got tonight – like for instruments?” “Oh, this?  Yeah, here’s the thing…” That’s how the conversation had started two hours...

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Taking a Stand in South Carolina

Posted by on Apr 25, 2018

Taking a Stand in South Carolina

“Hey man what’s up? How are you doing?” The young man lifted his eyes and gave me a once over, then nodded in my direction. “Sup. Doin’ pretty good.” He was slouching in a worn blue hoodie with his hands pressed into the pockets of his dark jeans, and I would’ve said that his expression was skeptical without being malicious. Not a bad start, actually, but now came the potentially awkward part....

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Standing Alone in Iowa

Posted by on Feb 15, 2018

Standing Alone in Iowa

“So here’s the deal, friends…” The crowded gym was oddly hushed, waiting for my next words. Unfortunately, I still wasn’t sure what exactly my next words would be. It was a surprisingly familiar struggle for me — we were in Rock Valley, Iowa performing at a Valentine’s Banquet for a Christian High School.  Despite the challenges of performing in  a cement walled echo-chamber, the stage, lights,...

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When Shepherds Saw the Christmas Star from Nashville

Posted by on Dec 20, 2017

When Shepherds Saw the Christmas Star from Nashville

For a split-second, it felt as if an entire parking lot full of people had stopped breathing. Like maybe the several hundred men, women, and children who had converged on this patch of frozen inner-city blacktop had spontaneously chosen this exact moment to perform a mannequin challenge. They hadn’t of course, but it was the one moment of every event that almost always felt this way to me....

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Coming Up Short in the American Heartland

Posted by on Oct 12, 2017

Coming Up Short in the American Heartland

“In just a minute I’m going to give you a chance to take a stand and say yes to Jesus.” The metal handle of the microphone felt cold in my hands as I squinted into the stadium lights – I had been pacing back-and-forth at the limits of the mic cord in front of a football field full of young people for the last 15 minutes, and usually at this point I would be feeling a strong...

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Equipment Failure in the American Midwest

Posted by on Aug 31, 2017

Equipment Failure in the American Midwest

Um… hey Zach…” “What’s up?” I was squinting at my guitar tuner, trying to read the tiny display in the relentless glare of the August sun. “Sorry but…” my wife shook her head, “the iPad just shut down – it said the temperature was too high.” “Seriously?” I paused for the hundredth time to wipe my the sweat out of my eyes with the back of my hand, “Okay… um… lets get it under some shade or...

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