The Long Journey Home

Walking the Way | Enspirit I watched the Odyssey last night with Lucas and Rob. Iโ€™d known Homerโ€™s epic poem for yearsโ€”read it, taught it, referenced it in sermons. But watching it unfold on screen was something different. Something personal. By the time it was over, I sat quietly for a moment, because I realized …

When Imagination Meets Faith: The Sagrada Famรญlia and the Art of Seeing What Isn’t There Yet

Walking the Way | Enspirit Sagrada Famรญlia I want to tell you about a man who began building a cathedral he knew he would never see finished. His name was Antoni Gaudรญ. The year was 1883. And the building he devoted his life toโ€”the Sagrada Famรญlia in Barcelona, Spainโ€”is still being completed today, more than …

Blessed are the Peacemakers-A Holy Week Reflection

What if the way of Jesus stands in direct contrast to the way our world defines power? We live in a world where strength is measured by control, where peace is often secured through force, and where winning is everything. But Jesus offers a different way. โ€œBlessed are the peacemakers.โ€ Not the powerful.Not the dominant.Not …

A Beautiful Lifeโ€”Right Here: Rediscovering Presence in a Distracted World

We often miss the beauty of life that is right in front of us because we are easily distracted. We donโ€™t mean for it to happenโ€”it just does. Life gets noisy, the phone lights up, notifications buzz, and before we know it, our attention is scattered across a dozen places at once, and weโ€™re not …

A Beautiful Life

Walking the Way: The Invitation to a Beautiful Life โธป โ€œPreach the Gospel at all times, and if necessary, use words.โ€ (St. Francis of Assisi) For most of my life, Iโ€™ve stood behind a pulpitโ€”proclaiming the gospel, week after week. But these days, I find myself more convinced than ever that the most powerful sermons …

Why Jesus Doesnโ€™t Wear Political Hats โ€“ Following Jesus in a Divided World

When I was in elementary school, we played kickball on the playground. The way it worked is we would go out on the playground on pretty days, and we would pick and choose our teams. What I remember most, though, wasnโ€™t the game itselfโ€”it was the picking of the teams. We always had the same …