Against An Army

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Nov 30 2015

Like waking up from a surgery that you didn’t plan on having, I awaked Thanksgiving Day in a most confused state of agony. It was as if someone had surgically inserted a screwdriver under my left kneecap. Three weeks earlier, it had inexplicably begun. A stabbing pain in the knee. It’s made the monumental task of logging 40-50 miles of running each week all the more insurmountable. Every day was a new game of trial and error in the quest for mobility. Some days the most I could muster was a pathetic limp, mile after mile. Now it was time for my […]

The Lesson of Death

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Thoughts

Oct 31 2015

Whether or not my absence from the real world and the social media has been notable or not, I do not know, but it has been quite real. If the truth be told, I have struggled know how to live in this world…to know how to engage it, and perhaps furthermore, to have a desire for this world. Yet, fate has ordained a final treatise on the subject, and so it begins. One year ago, today, a final nail was driven into a casket holding all one’s hopes, dreams, faith, and love. In 365 days of toil and struggle, grasping about blindly and […]

No Limits

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Oct 10 2015

The muffled serenade of the thousands of fluffy feathers was rudely interrupted by the blaring of three separate alarms. Three o’clock in the morning. Dyenna, Ben, and I were awake. We all simultaneously turned over to silence our phones. Then there was a moment of silence, as none of us wanted to exert any further energy, and yet we all knew that getting out of our beds would likely be the easiest part of our day. For each of us, it would be a day of firsts. For Ben, it was the day of his first marathon. For Dyenna and […]

Twenty-six Point Two

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Sep 28 2015

It started at 5am. With a two hour drive looming, I was antsy to be off. Nearly there, and it began to dawn on me just how far out this place was. Literally the middle of nowhere for the third annual “Run With The Amish” Marathon in Adams County. There was a nip in the air and an abundance of feces to sidestep as I made my way to packet pickup and the start line. My sister, who graciously joined me on the trek down, wished me well, and with an anti-climactic misfire of a musket, the race was off. […]

When Pigs Fly…

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May 13 2015

It starts in the pit of the stomach. Hours away from the start of the race, as I was staring at the ceiling, the seconds seemed to drag. I can never sleep before a race. I feel like I’m afraid of oversleeping and missing the race. The Flying Pig was slated to be my biggest race ever. About 12,000 people registered for the half marathon alone, with a total of around 37,000 people registered for all the weekend races. All those people, and a massive crowd to boot. The stage was set, and my nerves just wouldn’t settle. Today was the day […]

Running Alone

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Thoughts

Apr 30 2015

A mountain of time has passed since I wrote thoughts of mine with any intent for them to be shared. My monologues and my life have been decidedly closed for a long time now. At this point, almost no one knows where I am and what I’m doing; for all intents and purposes, it would seem I’ve fallen off the face of the earth. In many ways I have, but if there is one of which anyone can be assured. Wherever I am, I am running. Within the next week, I will have logged over 700 miles of running this […]

Blessed and Broken

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Thoughts

Oct 06 2014

Some time ago, I disappeared into a wilderness. I came back with a beard and a sermon. Often times, as we commit ourselves to ministry, we give everything we know how to give. As a result, we may see miracles, but as we expend ourselves in God’s service, what is to become of us? This message takes a look at the blessing and breaking God is doing in our lives and what will become of it.

The Chosen Ones

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Aug 31 2014

This is the sermon I preached at the Lakeport Community Church over the weekend. Bottom line: The chosen ones are not chosen ones simply because they have been chosen by The Chosen One. They are chosen ones because they have chosen The Chosen One.

Arriving Alive

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Aug 18 2014

Day One. Somehow, I made it here. Against all odds, I’ve arrived. 2,500 miles didn’t seem like a big deal at the onset. Thursday, I wove my way through the states. Ohio. Indiana. Illinois. Iowa. Nebraska. But not all was well. With each mile, the dusty, bumpy roads jarred the car all the more, tearing lose what rusty bits of a muffler were left until the sound was almost deafening. The temperature rose higher and higher, until it felt as though I was soaked to my skin. The roar of the engine and the roasting of the sun were nearly […]

Back on the Road…again

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Aug 14 2014

It seems as though there is no rest for the weary. In the past few weeks, we’ve blazed the roads quite steadily. Mid-July, my wife and I headed off for a couples retreat in the rural reaches of Ontairo, Canada. As soon as it ended, we left Sunday morning and drove back to Ohio for Mia to work Monday morning, but the road didn’t end there for me. I continued driving all night, and reaching Collegedale, TN at 5:45AM, I slept for a full 45 minutes and then started a week of recording with Ryan St. Hillaire and the 3ABN […]

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