I’ll never forget the first time I saw Saturday Night Live. It was summer, and my mom had given me the green light to stay up late. I sat with my sisters at 12:01 and discovered my calling. Bill Hader breaking character, Amy Pohler and Tina Fey on Weekend Update, and Andy Samberg and Chris Parnell taking me to the premiere of the “Chronic” what “cles” of Narnia made me realize I could make a living off what I loved. Making people laugh.
Pages upon pages of notebooks began to fill with ideas for sketches, stand-up routines, and schematics for advanced weaponry that I would one day sell to the U.S. Government (because I also wanted to be an engineer). Adding fuel to the fire, my sister was in film school and began teaching me Final Cut Pro. I had all the tools I needed to change the world.
But God had different plans.
At 16, I attended a Billy Grahm-esque event where Jesus pulled me out of the darkness that had overtaken me and the stuff I had created for myself. Within a moment, A.V. Club and the dream of being on SNL took a back seat to serving my King.
From there, I went on mission trips, participated in activism, and attended Bible College. In Bible College, I met the greatest helpmate of all time and started working towards becoming a Pastor. Years passed, jobs came and went, babies were born, and I learned a few things. The first and foremost lesson being that the more I learned the less I truly knew.
How, then, does this all tie into me writing a Substack?
Admittedly, I am a knucklehead. I love to nerd out endlessly on movies, music, and games of every variety. However, in the past few years, I have been captivated by the cosmos of my creator. Even more so, I have been brought to my knees in more ways than I count in awe of His grace and goodness. Goodness that I can’t sit and not share any longer.
Three years ago, it was revealed that everything I loved and desired to do had one thing in common. Writing.
SNL, or any comedy, is the culmination of seeing things happen in the real world and writing its parody. Pastoring is largely consuming much of the same and writing sermons, letters, and more to communicate how God sees things. Furthermore, fatherhood is ensuring my children have access to great stories, showing them how to stand when those around them are sitting.
So, I am doing this because I love it. I am doing this because I like to laugh and make others laugh. I am doing this because I hope to help others make sense of things. I am doing this because I desire for my children and all children to come to hear great stories. I am doing this because I simply can do nothing else.
But most importantly, I desire that Christ be glorified in the things He created me for.
I have no schedule for when I will post, and I have no incentives for you to follow. I am just a guy. But if you do decide to follow, then I am glad you are here.
I hope and pray you enjoy life as I have. More importantly, I hope you see the handiwork of the King in all things, as I am beginning to see more and more.
Tempered by time, and hardships, and failures of all kinds we learn to see the promise of all things for our good. All the things God made you refined into usefulness for the King.