> Firsts

In life, our Firsts always seem to build a special home in our hearts – First school. First love. First job. First kiss. First car. First word.

But there is a Second that builds a roof over the First. A Second that brings perspective, hope, and light.

And that is chance.
A Second chance at any Firsts opens a new door to that desecrated home in our hearts, mends that broken window and seals that leaking pipe. Take the chance & may your Seconds be greater than your Firsts.

My first poem was of love, and my first article spoke of love. My first sermon was grounded on love, my first prayer was for love.

Love. The Love that gripped my heart beyond any love possibly can, the Love that told me who I am and breathed life into this body that is passing away as days go by.

Love told me that words matter, these words that He gave me. He reminded me, once again, that writing is not only about speaking to people, but also about speaking about Him in a world where the Word has been diluted to quotable quotes. There is great depth in the Word.

So it doesn’t matter how many times we have failed or have given up, but it matters that we get back up. To stand up again. To write again. To speak again. To dance again. To try again.

Second chance, third, fourth, fifth. Never stop getting back up.