Beyond our control.
Beneath His hand.
Bending our comforts.
Baring our souls.
That is what I am praying YOU allow right now.
That is where revival happens.
That is where authenticity takes place.
That is where relationship turns into romance.
Won’t you join me?
Los
When I started this blog I came up with the name Ragamuffin Soul in about 2 seconds flat.
That banner up there was the first one ever way back in 2005…
1. I loved Rich Mullins and the Ragamuffin Band.
2. Webster defined Ragamuffin as this… a ragged often disreputable person; especially : a poorly clothed [...]
When the budget is tight…
When you feel the heaviness of life…
Sometimes the best thing you can do…
Is grab each others hand…
Walk downstairs…
And Just Jump
Los
Sanity is an illusion.
We are all mad.
Really we are.
Some of us just admit it.
Last night I led (barely, as I was on the verge of tears singing it) Charlie Hall’s song, Mystery at Buckhead Church.
As someone who has struggled with depression and anxiety it hit close to home.
Knowing that there is nothing in this world [...]
[photo credit goes to the paparazzi that is my wife.]
Every night around 4 am…
Oh wait. That’s morning…
She makes her way out of the top bunk…
Down the ladder…
Over Polly Pockets, Disney Princesses, and 43,810 crayons…
Across the hall…
Over my mound of clothes I have dropped at the door of our bedroom…
Around my laptop leaning against the [...]
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