Planting flowers in a field of weeds. All things New IVCF blog. Free Set Slave Free Stuff. Life on Budlong and Beyond. Whispered in the Sounds of Silence. Like Rain on Cracked Earth. Reflections on the documentary Waiting on Superma. Monday, November 19, 2012.

If I were rain, I would go where water cannot be found. Friday, June 18, 2010. May we all know that we are woven into a tapestry of love. Saturday, May 29, 2010.

I was playing around with the camera a couple nights ago, and inevitably the faces of my favorite little dogs ended up in the path of the lens.

Sunday, February 14, 2010. As a Christian I believe that morality exists. I believe that there is a metaphysical definition of right and wrong that transcends culture and personal preference, and I believe that people ought to do what is right. In particular morality and ethics are unpopular in business and economics. What do you think? Wednesday, January 06, 2010.

Whispered in the sounds of silence. The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenement halls And whispered in the sounds of silence. Friday, August 5, 2011. Blessed are the Peacemakers for they shall be called children of God. I visited the Pentagon this week and discovered that the US Air Force has a plane called the B-36 Peacemaker. So instead of loving what you think is peace, love other men and love God above all.

Got you in my soul and system. Like Rain on Cracked Earth. Thursday, September 24, 2009. Stopping is a difficult discipline. Resting is also a difficult discipline. I live an unsustainable life. God is making that clear. This is a great message! And so I find myself living a frenetic life that never. Until I crash that is! Both images are flawed if appli.

Monday, January 26, 2009. What should I write about? When I was younger, my dad used to love walking around with me, holding my hand, and telling me how much he loved me. My memory of my father throughout my life is so disjointed in some ways.