with terminal hearts

something bittersweet in this longing. something that runs past surface deep. to the soul and belonging. and you’re both wrecked and made whole in one night. the symphony of melody reliving the tension and fight. then rearranging within until you view. the perspective of wonder and hope. I dare you to move. to keep living…

the things learned in spring 2018

some seasons of life squeeze in a lifetime’s worth of golden memories and significant events in a whirlwind of days. these past spring months have characterized this quite well.  I’m currently in denial that March, April, and now May have flown past. I guess graduation will do that to you. that’s right, it actually happened….

Post Concert Daze : The Day I Met Switchfoot

Post concert depression. It’s real. One week out and it’s still here. The lights, the sounds, the songs fade. But the ways they cut through the atmosphere and penetrated your heart will always remain. And you’re exhilarated to be alive. This one’s for the concert goers. The souls who come alive and get swept away…

Welcome Home.

Tonight I sang my soul and lungs out. Literally empty of voice, raspy, but filled so full. Community is beautiful and priceless. Walking together through the dark places and violent periods. Written reminders that hope is real and true and serious. Words can’t express the joy and celebration. One day it will be like this…

Where I Belong: A Forever Night

One year ago to the day, something incredible happened. It was one of those moments that film can’t even begin to capture, that words can’t recount, that the best storytelling art can’t bring to life again in it’s fullness. A night that I’ll never forget. It came together in the most unlikely of ways. A…