To the faithful – my friends and fellow stewards of the gospel of salvation, those who have escaped perdition and long for home – shalom! Peace be to you all and grace from the Father of Glory. Amen.

Well, it has been a span since I last communicated here, but I will not endeavor to describe the matters that befell me in my absence, as it is not beneficial and doing so might, if only for a moment, impede my joy. (Sometimes brevity is priceless and worth its weight in gold.)  Suffice to say He touched the hollow of my thigh so that my gait is off kilter and somewhat halted, though I disguise it well, and my organs bemoan the stroke of dis-ease that has lingered for some time. Nevertheless, I am nearing a diagnosis, which means a liberation of sorts from the unknown.

And so, this is my recent journey, though I am uncertain of what is to come in the next span of time that will soon become my past. (I know a storm is coming to overthrow the unjust.) Yet, I am hopeful and eternally grateful for the support I have now, as my current state requires much rest. Perhaps this time is part of the preparation I need to bare the mantle of my calling, which He revealed to me in May of 2015.

In any event, I press on and hope that He allows me to meet and fellowship with some of you as I walk along the way. But if not, we shall meet one day, as the Scripture foretells: the dead in Christ shall rise first: and those who are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord. (1 Thessalonians 4: 16-17 KJV) Amen. Take care for now.