His Child

This was another sweet sign on a license plate: His Child. Actually, I can’t remember if it was HS CHLD or what, but I got the message immediately and it made me smile deep in my spirit and tip my hand up to the heavens saying thank you. Praying for love and harmony in this world…

Setback, Setup?

There’s disappointment, ” I wish we could have gone to see that show, next time maybe” and then there’s disappointment: “I wish I could have another chance at that project.” Failing never feels good. Especially when you feel like you were born to do said project! Yesterday I was stewing in some work woes and I…

SUPNTRL

This was on a license plate I saw a while ago: SUPNTRL. At first, I toyed with what it might mean. The SUP had me thinking about stand up paddle boarding. Don’t ask me why because I have no idea. It’ s not like I really do that. That was all I could think of.…

License Plates, Feathers and Jesus, Oh My!

I believe there are no coincidences. I believe God sends us messages in ways that we can hear, loud and clear. These messages are particular to our own life and the story we are living. They are not just for a few chosen people, they are for everyone. All the time. It’s only if we…

My March Madness Story

This year marks the tenth anniversary of my sports writing career. I was hired at the local newspaper in January, 2006 as an editorial clerk and was quickly promoted to sports reporter. The other sports reporter (who had been there longer than me by about a month) turned down a plum assignment covering one of the…

Stop Sayin’ That!

It slapped me like a bucket of ice-water hitting what seemed to be the entire civilized world during the Lou Gehrig ice-bucket challenge. Woke me right up. I had been talking to one of my colleagues/mentors, Kelly White, and was filling her in on the latest happenings for G3. Travel plans are being finalized. I’m…

Isaiah 43, Fear Not

It came to me at the perfect time. I had been working really hard on a project and seeing little to no return. The doubt began to creep in. That’s the thing, the egoic mind likes it when you are vulnerable. And I felt vulnerable alright. Here I was on the Beltway, heading to a…