Music is a vehicle that propels me and so many other people toward a place we might call grace.

Music is a vehicle that propels me and so many other people toward a place we might call grace.

Trying to explain or define grace is like catching the wind in a cardboard box or describing the color green.

Grace has a way of sneaking up on you like that. When you least deserve it.

Grace doesn't obsess with ourselves. It obsesses with people and with brokenness. This is a hard place to live, but God is bigger than hard places to live.

In her inestimable audacity, Julia was the catalyst in my life for something beautiful. I hadn't anticipated her-hadn't even wanted her, truthfully-but there she was. A little something extra that made all the difference in the world.

Of all the exotic aromas and experiences from my sojourn in Ethiopia, it’s the frankincense I miss most.