Hearing God's voice is not the destination. Knowing God is. One of the foundations of Soul Weathered is learning to hear God's voice. Not because hearing His voice is the goal. It's because God is always wanting to speak into our lives. No matter what's going on. No matter where we are. No matter whether we're facing a crisis or celebrating a victory. He wants to be involved. He wants to speak into our problems. He wants to speak into our successes. He wants to speak into how

“Sometimes faith is walking away from the throne without an answer, knowing the question is safe with God” Why some questions must be carried with God before they can be answered Soul Weathered contains fifty-two devotions. One for every week of the year. There's a reason for that. It isn't simply because men don't like to read. It isn't because I thought people couldn't handle more. It's because I've learned something over the years about walking with God. Sometimes it take

Adventure taught me how to be a guide. God taught me how to be a man. If you've been reading Soul Weathered for very long, you may have noticed that I write a lot about the heart. About grace. About fear. Joy. Fatherhood. Walking with God. Sometimes I wonder if someone reading these reflections might think, "This guy writes a lot about feelings." And they'd be partly right. But I also want you to know something about me. I've been an adventurer all my life. From the time I wa

One of the recurring themes throughout Soul Weathered is the relentless love of God. His pursuit of us. His kindness toward us. His fatherly care. Over and over, I've written about God's love flowing toward us. But recently, God has been showing me something different through my granddaughter. Something about how we love Him back. My granddaughter often spends the night with us. And like many four-year-olds, she likes to sleep close. Sometimes she sleeps between us. Sometimes

"Jesus died for you. God calls you. And eventually, there are steps of obedience only you can take." Jesus told a story about a shepherd who left ninety-nine sheep to go after one that was lost. I've heard that story most of my life. Usually, I heard it from the perspective of evangelism. The lost person. The person far from God. The one who needs rescuing. And that's true. But recently I've been wondering something else. What if the one is you? Not you as part of a crowd. No

I've been thinking about time. My time. My days. My plans. And honestly, whether I'm doing enough with any of them. Most mornings, I wake up thinking about what needs to get done. The calls I need to make. The projects that need attention. The responsibilities that seem to multiply faster than I can keep up with them. And if I'm honest, I often wake up with a subtle feeling that many men carry: I'm behind. Behind on my goals. Behind on my plans. Behind on where I thought I'd