A few weeks ago, in a home in the Golden Hill area of San Diego, about twelve of us gathered for our first missional cohort. We spent the weekend exploring the ideas of listening and submerging as it relates to living in place, in a missional way. I left the weekend encouraged, humbled, and filled with […]

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where I belong

Feeling like a refugee Like it don’t belong to me The colors flash across the sky This air feels strange to me Feeling like a tragedy I take a deep breath and close my eyes One last time One last time Storms on the wasteland Dark clouds on the plains again We were born into […]

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I’ll be the first to admit that I am a judgmental individual. Always have been and always will be. By the grace of God, I have, for the most part, grown out of my immature judgmental ways. I have now progressed into more mature, calculated, judgmental ways. I’m also incredibly prideful. I naturally fall back […]

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