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Jesus Loves Me?

July 10, 2017 — Leave a comment

Where I lay, next to Everett, singing our favorite songs.

I recently heard an interesting phrase. I’m quoting somebody who’s quoting somebody else, so I’ll probably butcher it. But it goes something like this:

 

So many of us live with habitual feelings of disappointing God.

 

That’s me.

 

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My robe with my Grandpa’s Celtic cross, and a set of his doctoral bars.

Just recently I finished my doctoral thesis and officially completed all of my requirements for my D. Min. at Fuller Theological Seminary.

 

This day has been a long time coming, five years, to be exact. I applied for this program in the summer of 2012. Almost exactly five years later I finished.

 

Let me be honest with you. Continue Reading…

It’s no coincidence that the last post I wrote was over a month ago and it was about getting a puppy.

Everett David Hill

Everett David Hill

These last six weeks have been filled to the brim. We got a puppy, I became the only ordained pastor at our church again, my final project for the first year of my DMin is wrapping up, and we had our second child, Everett David Hill. Continue Reading…

 

Sara and I just got back from a 48 hour getaway in Des Moines. No agenda, no schedule, and no Lylah. Two days where we could do pretty much whatever we wanted, whenever we wanted.

The view from our hotel room the night we arrived.

The view from our hotel room the night we arrived.

And I was tempted to stay home. Continue Reading…

Give Yourself Grace

May 14, 2013 — 2 Comments

 

Last week, I was indirectly bragging about getting up early and working out. I talked about being weird because normal is dumb.

Well, for most of the rest of the week, I didn’t wake up early and work out, and I didn’t do all that much writing or reading. Or healthy eating.

An example of why I need to give myself grace.

An example of why I need to give myself grace.

By the end of the week, I was feeling like a pretty big screwup. I started to chastise myself: Continue Reading…