thoughts

ha ha ha.

When I get to Heaven, Jesus is going to laugh at me. Of course, His intentions will be pure and holy. But I think He's going to run towards me like the father of the prodigal son, sweep me up in His arms, and laugh.

face to face.

And I'll fall on my face. Why? Because of the instant realization that the God that I was serving on the earth is bigger than my box. I like to think He'll look at me with a smile and tell me I had it all wrong.

Jesus… Where are you?

I'm sitting on the floor of a hotel room, looking out my window. As cars cross the bridge, red lights turn green, and the silhouette of a woman dances on the building in front of me, I feel small. Jesus... Where are you?

people.

People are all around us. Really. They are. Look around you if you don't believe me. Does that mean anything to you? Do you even care about these people? Jesus didn't walk around in a bubble.

my wife.

My joy in my marriage to my wife is rooted in the joy of salvation and redemption given by our merciful Redeemer.

words too big

How can a man express how much he loves his wife when he uses the same word a teenager uses to describe his infatuation? How can a really good movie be awesome like an awesome God?

oh, heavenly days.

Lord, redeem our vision of Heaven! "One of the greatest things about Heaven is that we'll no longer have to battle our desires." Tom and Jerry need no longer define our image of Heaven!