Minister Of Mocha

Today I had a work day for the ministry. We called it “Manual Labor Day”. We had a lot of tedious tasks to perform, so having about 8 people show up was great. We got a ton of stuff done that would have taken me a long time to accomplish on my own, so I…

Working in recovery and working in prisons I get to see a lot of people who want to have control. People want control over other people, situations, addictions, the list is huge and this barely scratches the surface. We want it so badly that we adopt the illusion that we actually have it. We try…

Yesterday I watched the season opening match for Arsenal with a friend. Before you ask, no, Mrs MoM, this is not another blog post about soccer! My friend is a fan of the team we were playing, so we decided to watch together. My friend also has a 13 month old son who was cruising…

I got to spend time in a tent this weekend. It was a ministry run by His Place in Westminster. They go to a park, throw up some easy ups and tents and do ministry for homeless people and people suffering from addictions. Galatians 2:10 compels us to remember the poor people in our society.…

As I left my house this morning to go to the annual Celebrate Recovery Summit Mrs. Mom noticed two planets in the 5 am sky. Of course, I am not typically awake at this early hour, so it was a relatively new sight for me. I’ve seen these planets before, just not at this time…

I spent the morning swinging a 16 pound sledge hammer above my head. Yup, it was as awesome as it might sound. We are still in the process of taking out the old drywall in our building. All the easy stuff (walls) is done and the only thing left to do is two ceilings. That…

Look around you right now. No, really, look around you. If you are reading this and find yourself all alone, I’m sorry. You may be at work so it would be weird to have someone in the office, or perhaps you’re at the gym and came by yourself. Most of the time I write this…

My son in law Weston ran a marathon this weekend. Yeah. Let that sink in: he intentionally ran for 26.2 miles. Yikes, I can’t even imagine that. I’m not a fan of running. I enjoy exercise. I enjoy a nice hike. I just don’t enjoy running. Perhaps it’s the way it makes my knees hurt.…

In John we read that Jesus used some ordinary, plain dirt mixed with spit (yuck) in order to heal a blind man. I’m guessing that all of us who hear or read this section are not enthused to get spit on for healing. Yet Jesus took things that were readily available to everyone in attendance…