• 2020 has been full of things that all seem a lot bigger than each of us as individuals. I don’t say this to distract the focus from the singular significance of our most current events. BLACK LIVES MATTER. This statement is profound. It is complex. It is true. Black live matter in America. Black lives matter in the whole wide world. To my black friends who are hurting: I will not hide behind our friendship and minimize the pain and fear you feel. While beautifully made, this world is broken; and racism is an ugly part of that. To my friends who are police officers: I will not minimize the fear you have. You are facing it everyday you put on your uniform, and the danger you face has seldom been as real as it is right now. To my friends in the protest: Love your neighbor, and pray for your enemy. These times are leaning on the best and on the worst of us all. One will ask, “who is my enemy?” Another will ask, “who is my neighbor?” I pray that each of us, as human beings, will discover love enough to have more neighbors than enemies when we go to sleep tonight.
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    2020 has been full of things that all seem a lot bigger than each of us as individuals. I don’t say this to distract the focus from the singular significance of our most current events. BLACK LIVES MATTER. This statement is profound. It is complex. It is true. Black live matter in America. Black lives matter in the whole wide world. To my black friends who are hurting: I will not hide behind our friendship and minimize the pain and fear you feel. While beautifully made, this world is broken; and racism is an ugly part of that. To my friends who are police officers: I will not minimize the fear you have. You are facing it everyday you put on your uniform, and the danger you face has seldom been as real as it is right now. To my friends in the protest: Love your neighbor, and pray for your enemy. These times are leaning on the best and on the worst of us all. One will ask, “who is my enemy?” Another will ask, “who is my neighbor?” I pray that each of us, as human beings, will discover love enough to have more neighbors than enemies when we go to sleep tonight.
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  • A beautiful soul, a mind put to use for the most meaningful and noble cause. What a legacy. Today I am confused inside, both grieved and thankful. During my college years and the decade that has followed, Ravi is among the primary thinkers who’s words I have allowed close enough to influence my soul space in the place where I decipher what is true. His ministry “let my people think” was food for me during Meesh and my work in Uganda, and when we got married, and when we had our first; keystone moments in my life, all that I processed differently because of the thoughts of Ravi Zacharias. And I know that my sentiments are shared across the globe, just as I’m sure that his words and works will continue to echo in every simple and grand context in both the East and the West. Thank you, Ravi
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    A beautiful soul, a mind put to use for the most meaningful and noble cause. What a legacy. Today I am confused inside, both grieved and thankful. During my college years and the decade that has followed, Ravi is among the primary thinkers who’s words I have allowed close enough to influence my soul space in the place where I decipher what is true. His ministry “let my people think” was food for me during Meesh and my work in Uganda, and when we got married, and when we had our first; keystone moments in my life, all that I processed differently because of the thoughts of Ravi Zacharias. And I know that my sentiments are shared across the globe, just as I’m sure that his words and works will continue to echo in every simple and grand context in both the East and the West. Thank you, Ravi
  • Champ stuff only 😂😅 🌲 💀
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    Champ stuff only 😂😅 🌲 💀
  • MEMORIES | When I was 14, I was on a family vacation when my dad’s dodge caravan van broke down not far from this gas station/bus yard. By the time we were towed here, it was too late for the mechanic to work. So we slept in the van overnight and showered with a hose In the morning. Anytime I’m in Colorado, headed west to Denver or Colorado Spring, I never pass on an opportunity to stop in.
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    MEMORIES | When I was 14, I was on a family vacation when my dad’s dodge caravan van broke down not far from this gas station/bus yard. By the time we were towed here, it was too late for the mechanic to work. So we slept in the van overnight and showered with a hose In the morning. Anytime I’m in Colorado, headed west to Denver or Colorado Spring, I never pass on an opportunity to stop in.
  • True story: from the time I was in kindergarten until I was a freshman in high school, my grandma drove to my house, got me and another two of my brothers ready for school, and dropped us off. My dad worked 3rds a lot and when he worked 1st, he was getting up and out about the time we had to be waking. EVERY MORNING without fail, I would come into consciousness to the sound of my grandma’s joyful singing! It was as if she made it her personal mission to affect us kids with happiness; honestly, think about that. I rose up into songs of celebration. Don’t tell me that stuff doesn’t shape you in some way. Then, when the school days were done she was there again just as when they began. Yesterday evening, my family visited her from the sidewalk (as has been our norm since March). And I recounted how my grandma helped my brothers and me cheat the system when we were in high school. See, my dad gave each of us $20 for lunch every week and another $20 for allowance; but what my dad didn’t know is that my grandma packed our lunch every day. So that meant we had a little extra cash to let the good times roll. Yesterday, grandma denied being aware of my dad’s ignorance to the plot before later admitting that she couldn’t really remember... (she remembers. We hustled that man for the extra cash EVERY WEEK 😂😂). I can’t remember if he found out at some point or not. I wish he was here so I could ask him. To all the mothers in my life: happy Mother’s Day. Please let yourself be celebrated today
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    True story: from the time I was in kindergarten until I was a freshman in high school, my grandma drove to my house, got me and another two of my brothers ready for school, and dropped us off. My dad worked 3rds a lot and when he worked 1st, he was getting up and out about the time we had to be waking. EVERY MORNING without fail, I would come into consciousness to the sound of my grandma’s joyful singing! It was as if she made it her personal mission to affect us kids with happiness; honestly, think about that. I rose up into songs of celebration. Don’t tell me that stuff doesn’t shape you in some way. Then, when the school days were done she was there again just as when they began. Yesterday evening, my family visited her from the sidewalk (as has been our norm since March). And I recounted how my grandma helped my brothers and me cheat the system when we were in high school. See, my dad gave each of us $20 for lunch every week and another $20 for allowance; but what my dad didn’t know is that my grandma packed our lunch every day. So that meant we had a little extra cash to let the good times roll. Yesterday, grandma denied being aware of my dad’s ignorance to the plot before later admitting that she couldn’t really remember... (she remembers. We hustled that man for the extra cash EVERY WEEK 😂😂). I can’t remember if he found out at some point or not. I wish he was here so I could ask him. To all the mothers in my life: happy Mother’s Day. Please let yourself be celebrated today