You Were Never Broken
I spent a lot of my life believing something in me needed fixing. That I didn’t fit, didn’t measure up, didn’t belong.
I didn’t grow up feeling like I fit in with other boys, and somewhere along the way, that turned into a belief that something in me was broken.
This is a story about survival, identity, faith, and what it takes to finally understand that I was always enough.
Broadway Lights & Cabin Nights
I spent this week watching my students experience New York for the first time—and then came home to the realization that this is the last week all of my kids will be under one roof. It’s a strange, beautiful tension of joy, pride, and quiet ache… and I’m learning what it means to live in all of it at once.
Finding God in the And
My daughter Maggie is leaving to serve a mission for our church and this afternoon was her farewell in church. She asked me to be the second speaker along with a musical number that included MANY of her aunts, uncles, and cousins. It was a powerful meeting and I was honored to be asked to do that for her. After the service, several people asked me for a copy of my thoughts. I figured I’d just post them here as this was a momentous day for me and for her and I’d love it preserved forever. So, without further ado, here is the talk I gave in church today: March 8, 2026.
Learning Grace… the Hard Way
Life has a funny way of revisiting certain lessons until we finally learn them well. This week reminded me that grace — especially in difficult moments — is often learned the hard way. But with time, perspective, and a little humility, even the hardest weeks can become teachers.
The Hardest Show I’ve Ever Done
Theatre hits differently when you’re breathing the same air as the story unfolding in front of you. This weekend, I closed two shows — and one of them became the hardest production I’ve ever led. A train-wreck rehearsal just days before opening. And then, almost overnight, everything shifted. Here’s what it taught me about culture, faith, and showing up again.