The Roofless Church

Category: Road Trip

  • Life Is an Infinite Journey

    Whenever my wife and travel or go on road trips they turn into these grand philosophical journeys where we discuss the meaning of life, spirituality, the nature of reality, and how to create an ideal life together.  Then we get into an argument over something silly just to see if we can practice what we…

  • A Forgiveness Prescription

    “Just forgive it.”  That’s something we try to tell our daughter Calista whenever something upsets her.  We don’t expect that it makes too much sense to her at three years old, but the hope is that if she hears it enough it will start to work its way into her consciousness and eventually she will…

  • Road Trip With God, DMX, and 23 Bottles of Water – Full Circle

    There’s no way I can completely explain to someone who is “uninitiated”, the things that were ministered to me for the next 19 hours because as it says in 1 Corinthians 2, “ Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, nor have entered into the heart of man the things which God has prepared for those who love Him.” …

  • Road Trip with God, DMX, and 23 Bottles of Water, Part 3

    Do you remember that part in The Matrix where Neo had to choose between the red pill or the blue pill?  Well that was where I was in that hotel in the middle of nowhere–both figuratively and actually.  I had to make a choice on whether I wanted to sleep or stay awake.  While driving…

  • Road Trip with God, DMX, and 23 Bottles of Water, Part 2

    There have been plenty of times when I heard people say that God talks to them.  Spending so many days in church growing up, I saw plenty of people “get happy” or “catch the Holy Ghost”.  I’ve been to every service a church could have–even down to choir rehearsal.  I’ve been to quiet services where…

  • Road Trip with God, DMX, and 23 Bottles of Water, Part 1

    It’s been over 11 years since I walked into the Wherehouse and sold almost all of my rap CDs.  Looking like a crackhead–no offense–I went in there all shaky asking, “How much can I get for these?”  I’m sure the cashier thought I stole them.  Why else would a young black man come into a store and…