Worship First

Hey fam!
Just wanted to say thanks again for following our family's journey! It means so much more than we could ever express.

Just wanted to pass on a message I spoke at my local church last Sunday morning entitled, "Worship First." I encourage you to keep your Father at the forefront of your life. And the in hard times you would see them as opportunities to worship rather than to worry!

Love you guys!



Christianity without discipleship is always Christianity without Christ.

Currently I’m writing from 30,000 feet in the air as I’m on my way home from sunny Orlando, Florida to what is enough snow to have delayed my travel plans by a day. I know… it was really hard to sit in the sun for another 24hrs! Suffering for Jesus. Someone’s gotta do it!

Me, Andy and a few of the team from the church took in Exponential Conference, which is one of the biggest annual Church Planting Conferences in North America. Filled with such amazing communicators like Harvey Carey, Andy Stanley and Canada’s own Carey Neiwhouf, the week was filled with great lessons on what it means to not only build the local church, but what it means to be a hero maker in the sense that leaders now more than ever need to lean away from building their own little kingdoms and start pouring in to the next generation of disciples who will take the Good News into the next seasons of ministry that are to come.


So what does this all have to do with the vibe of my specific blog? Well, I find it interesting that this 5000+ seat auditorium was filled with hungry leaders looking for the tricks of the trade. So interested in what it means to be a good leader, a leader who is intentionally and exponentially makings leaders who will in turn make their own leaders. It was something to see, it really was.

But for me, someone whose passion has recently been reawakened to the need of pouring into people and specifically those who have the gift of leadership, I’m more aware than ever after an event like this that another conference or another “way” of doing things isn’t what is going to change the landscape of the church. Don’t get me wrong, I’m ALL about networking and sharing and innovating… that’s not my point. What I’m aware of is the authenticity in relationship that is desperately needed to make disciples and leaders that will continue to passionately pursue the things of God.


Let me give you my biggest take away from this week. It wasn’t a session. It wasn’t the worship. It wasn’t one of the breakout sessions. The most soul refreshing, future inspiring moment I had was when me and my Lead skipped one of the sessions and sat in the sun (which gave me a wicked sun burn) and just hashed out life. We talked ministry, what we felt was currently working and what needs tweaking in our current context. We dreamt of the future and wrestled with some of the tension that have been and may be in days to come. We agreed on some stuff and disagreed on other points of the conversation but it was the trust my Lead has found in me to have such conversations, it was the permission to dream of “what it could be” that got me excited more than any preach or “how to” session.


This is what I know… your brokenness and your vulnerability is a gift to those who are looking to be led. Maybe you feel like you’re not able to lead because of your past or the current baggage that you are still dealing with. This is what I cling to -  Matthew 28:18-20. This is where we read about the disciples are told to go into the entire world and build a church… no… that’s not it. They’re told to MAKE DISCIPLES. It’s from that mandate that we have the global church, however imperfect and messy you may perceive it to be. You gotta remember, these disciples of Jesus weren’t perfect, far from it. They didn’t have conferences or the technology we do. They didn’t have Reckless Love by Cory Asbury to get them jacked before the next meeting they had. They were imperfect people who were convinced that Jesus + relationships was a great formula for building an understanding of God’s love in people. Sure, having all of the other bells and whistles is great. Buildings and budgets and music and events… I’m in for all of it. But authentic relationships breed authentic disciples. Nothing else can take the place of you getting into someone’s life and showing them the love and direction that God has so freely given to you.

And so, I’m flying home, thinking of the amazing adventures that are ahead and excited for pouring my imperfect life and love for Jesus into my close friends as we press forward in the things to come.


Oh… and I can’t wait for summer. Super over all this snow.


Be well friends,


Daddy Issues

Hey friends...
I know I've been slacking on the writing - I should start to flex that muscle before its fades... but I wanted to share this message I spoke last weekend at my home church entitled "Daddy Issues."

If I can just give you a quick overview... don't let the bad relationships in your life dictate the one you can have with your Heavenly Father. He is for you and you can trust that He will be a friend that sticks closer than a brother.

I'd love to hear your thoughts if you have the time to check it out.
Love love love you guys so much.
Thanks so much for following along.

Remember, your story matters!

The Love We Don't Love

Hey fam!
I had the honour of sharing a word this weekend in church. A message that is close to my heart...
What do we do in the moments where we feel God isn't around? When we feel that He's left us high and dry? What about the times when He shows up in a way we'd rather He didn't...

It's in the uncomfortable moments in our faith journey where God may not move how we WANT him to move, but its how we desperately NEED Him to.

Would LOVE for you to check this out.
Love you guys.

Not So New Me

Make your mistakes, next year and forever.

I’ve hit the gym 5 days straight… not that I’m counting.

And I’m chalking it up to me not being one of those New Years Resolution guys either. I mean, I started this amazingly life changing streak in 2017, so I’m completely NOT that guy, right? I know… my logic is super flawed.
Let me live in my ignorance…


There are certain aspects of these innocuous plans we make for a new us in a new year that I actually find quite endearing. The idea to strive to become a better ‘me’ is a great goal. I mean we would all benefit in one way or another if everyone made a resolute decision to become better at one thing in our lives. The glaring question that confronts me every year is how come only 8% (I totally Goggle searched this) of people actually keep their personal plans for the New Year? To be completely honest, I’ve never really made a New Years resolution in the past and my current gym time is due to the fact that with -20c weather outside, I’m choosing warmth over me quickly freezing to death outside on the trails.

I had this thought though. I think we need to be careful when we choosing a path to becoming a better us. I know in my past, when I knew something in my life wasn’t in line with who I wanted to be or where I wanted my life to be heading, if I tried to take complete control of it; directed it, spoke to it, tried to tackle it myself, things would always fail miserably.

It’s strange… because I really wanted to be better.

I wanted to get over hurdles. I wanted to make a change in my life that would not only benefit me but those around me. It’s when I tried to tackle an issue in my own strength, that’s when things ended in failure even before a process of ‘fixing’ it began.  


I think that anything that is in need of change in our lives, be it a bad habit or just a slight tweak in day to day routine, is worth having others along for the ride. If anything in 2018, I’m resolving to surround myself with a few friends who know my heart and hopes for the future and therefore are more able to speak to my issues and flaws today. There’s a vulnerability that actually will help propel you forward when relying on the help and love of others than if trying to go it alone. I can only accomplish so much in my own strength but it’s when I have others holding my arms up in the harder challenges of life, that’s when you’re more apt to find victory in the battle.

So, this year I’m not too interested in becoming a new me. Sure, taking control of my ever-growing dad bod, staying on top of my reading and learning new disciplines… these are things I’d like to keep in check. I think it’s not about becoming a new me, rather, continuing to be the me that has been allowing God to shape, mold, break and build back up again time and time again.

I’m not putting pressure on it. I’m not putting dates on anything. I’m simply positioning myself and my thoughts where I believe God is calling me. To partner with Him in 2018 for my todays and my tomorrows in the only resolution I really need to live in fullness of life.


So, I hope you’ve had a fantastic holiday season and that this New Year has started off hopeful and happy! Remember; don’t strive to be something or someone you’re not. Set out to be the you that God is pleased with. The you that He smiles upon in the valley and the mountaintop. And… more veggies and a trip to the gym won’t hurt ;)




Music Mends

Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent

Have you ever heard people talk about how ‘music heals?’

Now, I’m no rocket scientist (do rocket scientists know anything about the healing power of music…) but I instantly buy in to this notion based on the sole fact that I can remember points in time where music has been the tool that brought life and happiness to my situation, even if for a brief moment.

Even googling for a second, I read that severe stroke patients admitted to a hospital in Helsinki, Finland listened to recorded music for at least an hour a day.  They recovered their verbal memory faster, and experienced less depression as compared to those who listened to audio books or nothing. I thought that was pretty cool.

Not to sound like a broken record, but music has been a life long passion as well as a vocational foundation for many years. Currently, I serve as the music director at a local church in my home city where last night we had our very first worship night under my direction.

Long story short, it was a great night and I think it is opening new avenues of expressive worship for some people who might have gotten caught up in the stagnation that Sundays sometimes bring (that sounds presumptuous – but its from a good place, promise.) Last night for me though was something special. Not because of a title or a new endeavour but because I haven’t felt that free in my spirit; that close to my Father in a long, long time.

Something happens when we choose total abandonment of issues, failures, pride, position…  Something happens when you just let go and run hard after God no matter what you’re facing or who is looking. Sure, music isn’t the be-all-end-all. You don’t need a guilt-ar… I mean guitar, to seek your Father. You don’t need the latest and greatest songs to get close to His heart. I know this. But for me, it’s the gift of music and worshipful expression in such moments where I realize and experience His love like nowhere else.


I’m rambling… but here’s what I want to get at.

I know for a fact that 99% of people reading this have lost or have had a passion of theirs stolen in one way or another. Maybe that passion was tied to an expressive way in which you connected with God. Maybe, because that was no longer apart of your life, you found yourself slipping into bitterness, anger or maybe just a comfortably numb state where God was no longer tied to what made you feel alive.

God is in your passions. He is passionate about your passions. But He also wants you to find peace within with pain you experience. He wants the song of your life not to be silenced by the storms. I think I fell victim to that. I think I relegated God to a stage when it came to worshipping Him… and now that I have that back in my life, I almost grieve again for the moments I missed out in the valley.

So maybe you’re tracking with me. Maybe you can replace the idea of music with your own ‘thing.’ Whatever it is that drives you and brings you closer to your Father.


I want to be able to worship on the mountaintops.
I want to worship EVEN MORE in the valley.

May you find Him in both seasons. Pressing past the feelings and emotions of it all and finding the Truth, that He is good all of the time and He is always faithful to complete the good work that He started in you so long ago.


Thanks for following along friends!
Love you guys.




Riches Do Not Equate Wealth

Poverty is like punishment for a crime you didn't commit.
Eli Khamarov

If you don’t mind, this post is kind of a ‘one off’ in terms of what I usually blog about but feel the need to get some thoughts outta my head. Thanks for helping me process…

I’m not really quite sure where I wanna go with these thoughts that have been bouncing in my head the past 24hrs. They haunt me in the best and worst ways possible. So I guess I’ll just keep moving my fingers on this keyboard and hopefully something cognitive, something rational, will come spilling out.

I almost feel dirty.
I almost feel ashamed for my excess.
I know, I know… its situational and there’s nothing I can do or could have done to have been born into the West. However, I’m left to process ‘what now’?

A little back-story for you…
I just returned home from an eight-day trip to Santa Cruz Bolivia with an eclectic team from my church home. We had the privilege of coming along side an amazing organization called Compassion Canada. Long story short, we were able to see some of the ins and outs as to how this company is literally acting the hands and feet of Jesus in a country, and more specifically, in the lives of the least of these. Details of what we were up to, what we saw; I’d love for you to message me or stop me next time you see me. There are so many stories I could share to stir you to what hopefully could become a partnership between you and a beautiful soul in dire situation.

Now, we have a Sponsored Child at home on our fridge.
She’s from Africa and Zoey prays for her every morning before she goes to school.
It’s cute.
It serves a purpose of teaching my daughter that there are less fortunate children in the world than her. I don’t think, for me at least, it had ever translated from just a face on a paper. Maybe my ignorance is, or was, bliss because now that I’ve seen first hand how desperate these children are for my help, I am left with a hole in my heart that aches to see the developing world get as much of a chance at thriving life as I do… yikes… even that statement throws me off a little.

You see, the struggle in my heart and in my mind isn’t some socialist view where if we all had the same “more” than it’d all be sunshine and rainbows. That if the world could all have their 3.5 bedrooms, 2 bath, picket fence life, than we’d all find our contentment within our stuff. After seeing how little these people have while at the same time the joy in so many of their hearts and faces, I’m left feeling poor as I evaluate my heart.

I know can’t do away with statistics and comparisons when it comes to wealth. I have more things than these people I met maybe ever will. But indulge me for a moment when I as what really is poverty? Is it about what we have? Or is it a mindset that we carry around.

When I was welcomed into some of these homes no bigger than my daughter’s bedroom; rooms that housed 5 to 8 people at a time, I found myself asking how can this be… they are so poor.
But they were proud of their homes.
They had these beautiful piercing smiles of their faces.
The kid’s laughed and played and chased their flea-infested pets around the yard.

Okay… I’m rambling.

I guess what I want to convey is that I’m convinced that only God circumvents something in our hearts (wants and desires) and ultimately fills it with His love and its there where people find true wealth. These people had nothing but had everything they need for life and Godliness in Christ. They are so rich because of the love they have for their Saviour and are so thankful that people who they have never met before have ‘given them a cup of cold water in Jesus name.’ (Matthew 10:42)

So as I struggle to find the extra cash to buy the newest and best technology; while I decide to buy next pair of boots or jeans… I’ll remember that those things don’t make me rich and if I think they add anything to my life than what I truly need, I may be the poorest person there is.

Please take a second and check out www.compassion.ca.
These are more than just faces.
These are world changers waiting for you to intervene.

I’m not sure if any of this helps…
Thanks again for letting me process.

Love you guys,