Otherworldly.
September 21, 2009
My first seventeen years were somewhat exclusively written in Orlando. My stories were all interwoven with the heat and traffic, the crime and commercial zoning. We didn’t vacation much and I really don’t remember ever wondering how other regions of the country (or the world, for that matter) were different. Movies set against the backdrop of the Colorado Rockies or the shores of Maine might as well have been Narnia. Read the rest of this entry »
Hallucinogens.
September 19, 2009
I haven’t watched the news in seven years.
Not the local news or the national morning shows or even the big breaking stories. I didn’t hear about that big typhoon in Asia for weeks. But I have welcomed the breath of fresh air from propaganda pollution. It’s been a beautiful release, really. Read the rest of this entry »
Sweet Nothings.
September 11, 2009
“When we hear a little voice in our ear saying that we are failures and losers, it is the voice of Satan trying to convince the bride that the groom doesn’t love her.”
I copied this quote into my scribble-scrabble journal from Don Miller’s book Blue Like Jazz. (I know I ranted about it a couple weeks ago, but it’s still rocking my world, so it’s still on top of the desktop of my mind…have you read it yet, by the way?) It seems obvious that God wouldn’t be taunting me with Read the rest of this entry »
Leaders of Faith.
September 8, 2009
You know, I am surrounded by Christian leaders and industry heroes. I hang around people who spend every day in ministry vocation and fill their calendars with missions trips and inspirational quotes. But today I wanted you to meet the people who actually inspire me. More even than my extensive and impressive list of Blog Celebrities…
Two young girls from a youth group I used to work in: Read the rest of this entry »
Pushing Through the Disconnect.
September 7, 2009
I have been reworking my other website, and certain pages required some fresh words. Descriptions. Insider thoughts. Casting the vision. But as I was writing [in third person, no less] about who I am and what I do, I found that there was a disconnect.
Life has been unpredictable and disorienting.
We have been tossed around, trampled under foot, here and there and everywhere as we try to chase what God has made us to do and yet get pulled apart and dragged back by whatever forces are working against us here.
I have been up and down. Hopeful and overwhelmed. Passionate and – sometimes -pitiful.
And that’s where the disconnect came. I found myself writing about the album and the book, the vision and the calling, and I realized that I was writing about who I want to be, but no so much who I actually am choosing to be in this precise chapter. Read the rest of this entry »
Open Invite.
September 5, 2009
Hi. My name is Sailor.
I just wanted to formally introduce myself to you, because I feel like you are not getting a fair shake here. See, this is the thing. When I wait in the carpool line at school and in the line at the grocery store and the bank teller and so on, I often am thinking about life and our interactions with it. About God and his interactions with us. And about whether I might weave it into a discussion within this space here for the benefit of you and of me and of us collectively. But that’s the dilemma. Read the rest of this entry »
