We did it! Kansas City, here we come!

Hey y’all! Big and exciting news!!!


I have been offered and accepted a job at Redeemer Fellowship in Kansas City, Missouri and will be starting in January of 2019! Praise the Lord!

Over the last 5 months, I have been talking to the folks over at Redeemer Fellowship about a job opening they had for a worship minister. From the beginning my prayer has been for God to make it abundantly clear where he wanted me to go and for him to give me the courage to follow that calling. He has delivered on that from the start of this process! God has moved mightily in my heart; creating affection for Kansas City and his mission there and through Redeemer. From the very first phone call to the weekend visit and leading worship there, all signs have been pointed to “GO!” In our talks, their worship director has shared with me the vision and direction of Redeemer. Their mission statement is this:

We exist to cultivate communities of transformed disciples who live for the glory of God and the good of the city.

Roslyn and I are excited about Redeemer Fellowship because they are a young, vibrant, diverse community of believers who want the name of Jesus Christ to be lifted high and for that hope to be a light to the city and the world. I will be a part of a small team of staff worship leaders and my job will to be to lead on Sundays, write songs for the church during my week, and develop volunteer worship musicians! I couldn’t be more excited for this opportunity! I look back at the residency and see how God has used every bit of writing, learning, and teaching to prepare me for this role. His plan truly is perfect!

Roslyn and I will be getting married in November then moving up to KC in January. Until then, I will be finishing my residency at The Stone, nothing will change here! I’ll still be leading worship for students and being developed in all aspects.


man of the desert

The man of the desert:

Sand between his toes.

Walking and wandering

Through wasteland and wilderness-


Famished. Hungry. Wanting. Lacking. Ravenous. Starving


The snake of the wilderness with

words like venom, tempt:


“Son of God! Turn these stones to bread!”


The man of the desert shakes the dust

and the sand.


(His mouth: dry like the air he breathes,

His stomach: empty like the promise of the snake

But, his spirit is full)


“‘Man shall not live by bread alone,

but by every word that comes from the mouth of God.’”


The mouth of God shall fill his cup,

Words sweeter than honey

And more inspiring than wine.

His words began before creation

And will end after eternity.


Deeper than the deepest ocean

Wider than the widest sea.

Farther than the farthest horizon

The end is after eternity.




the word.

 8 This Book of the Law shall not depart from your mouth, but you shall meditate on it day and night, so that you may be careful to do according to all that is written in it. For then you will make your way prosperous, and then you will have good success. 

Joshua 1:8 ESV

Since residency started in August, Dietrich (my supervisor) has had me diligently reading the bible, so that I’ll read it cover to cover in a year. It’s proven to be so life giving to me! I start my day with the word of God, and it sets the tone for the entire day. I feel more joy, I feel lighter. When I start the day reminded of the power of my God and what Jesus did for me on the cross, the transgressions of my day feel a lot smaller. I am much more aware and thankful for his grace and mercy. Also In reading (almost) every day, my personal relationship with God has grown so much more! It has become so much more intimate. I know the way God speaks, I know the mighty acts he has done, I know the sinners he has saved and find myself thankful to count myself amongst them.

Through all this I’ve adopted a new technique in reading the word. Here at the acronym loving Austin Stone they call it “REAPing.” Here’s what the letters stand for:

Continue reading “the word.”

come, Jesus

It’s my favorite time of year-

The day after Thanksgiving, my family always made the trek to our closest Christmas tree farm- and every year like clockwork, we’d always talk my Dad into a bigger tree than we set out for. While the towering evergreen grew smaller to me every year as I grew larger, the meaning and tradition grew even more. I got more and more filled with expectancy as November came around each year- eager to hang lights and bake cookies and listen to the Vanessa Williams Christmas album while the house smelled like the Yankee Candle Christmas collection. It was a sweet time where problems felt smaller, family felt closer, and the cool winter breeze gave us a reprieve from the 10 other hot months of the year.

Continue reading “come, Jesus”

a mirror

Anxious, the stormy seas torrent and tear- death is near.

Emptier and emptier, my soul slowly sinks in despair

I cry out to the heavens for rescue as the waters rise-

But, my voice is silenced by the immense oceans.

My meager hands hold my head.

I call out to sea

but cannot see




I can see you

call out to sea!

My mighty hands hold your head.

And, my voice silences the immense ocean.

I cry out from the heavens, “I am your rescue!”- and the waters subside

Fuller and fuller- I’ll fill your future with hope

So do not be anxious, although the stormy seas torrent and tear, I am near.