Minister Of Mocha

So last week I wrote about the upcoming holiday. That means that today I should probably reflect back on the week that was. Sometimes looking into a mirror gives a clear picture of where I’ve been. This week feels a bit like a disco ball: lots of reflections but hard to really see an image.…

So here it is Thanksgiving week again in America. A lot of us are about to bake a turkey and make too much food. There will be football on TV and families in the house. For a lot of us this is the idea and for the blessed among us it will come to fruition.…

Normally these things just come to me. Honestly, in the last year or so of writing this blog every week I can’t remember having to sit and ponder “What should I write?” The ideas and words just seem to be there as a gift from God. Today…not so much. So I’m going to to tell…

When I was younger I spent almost all of my money on music. As my friends in high school discovered alcohol I was exploring distorted electric guitars. As they experimented with drugs I was grooving to the back beat. I eventually amassed a collection of several thousand albums. Vinyl was my retreat, my escape, my…

Anticipation is a crazy thing. I’ve spent the past several days in anticipation of my beloved Dodgers playing in the World Series. I’ve waited 29 years and this seemed to be our year. Everything leaned in our favor and now, as I write we have our proverbial backs against the wall in a pivotal Game…

I was at a memorial service today for the drummer in the first worship team I ever served on, Cameron was a special soul. When I look back at all of the drummers that I’ve played with, he was not the best. He was not the most technically proficient. What he was was the most…

This is a tough time for your MoM. My youngest grandson is moving to Hawaii with his parents. He was born in Hawaii almost three years ago, but then moved to our town before his first birthday. We’ve gotten used to his presence in our lives. So much of my life has been focused on…

I’m spending today thinking about my yard because I’m spending today working on my yard. By the end of this week I’ll be done and people will tell me how nice it looks and they will be right. But it’s basically the same yard with a face lift. The real grass will be artificial. There…

My hands rose to read the paper my heart sank. Fifty lives gone. My friends were safe, and I am thankful. We will certainly have arguments from both sides of a torn aisle in a divided country. We cannot fight to heal, we must hit our knees and… –Rise Up

Life is full of surprises. On Monday my plans for Sunday included church, football, and watching guys turn left at 200 MHP. What actually happened was I took my grandson to his first baseball game. My friend Don dropped by the RCA go! Studios during the week and brought me not just free baseball tickets,…