My grandfather, Mendel Ham, grew up on a farm in rural South Carolina. Racial inequality was rampant in the Deep South during the 1930’s, but one of his best friends was an African-American farm hand. That pretty much sums up my grandfather—the…
In 2010, I fell in love with the sport of triathlon. The year before, Liz was part of a relay team at a local ‘sprint’ triathlon, a shorter distance race for both competitive and novice participants. When I went to…
I love this picture of a ship sailing into the night. I took it while in Maui in 2011. It relates so much to this post. As the ship heads into the darkness, it cannot lose its course. It must…
For many, the Old Testament is a confusing and unrelated part of the gospel story. Nothing could be further from the truth. As many theologians have taught us, the Old Testament is but a shadow of things to come– full of amazing…
Liz and I have a collective problem; one that is always entertaining to discuss. For years, friends and family have laughed over countless stories of our so-called condition. Talking in our sleep! The funniest part is that Liz and I…
My wife, Liz, painted a picture of Elijah on Mt. Carmel as my college graduation gift. It’s one of my greatest treasures and it hangs in my office today as a reminder of the immeasurable power of God. Elijah was a prophet in…
