Praising Words

Proverbs 16:24 says, ‘Gracious words are a honeycomb, sweet to the soul and healing to the bones.’

Do you have your own list of authentic praising words ready to go at a moment’s notice?

Because of you
Showing up
The world needs you to be you!

Mighty thanks to Rev. James King and Rev. Leah King for the idea and the inspiration.

A Special Place

A little boostery, but hey, it’s what I see:

Blairsville GA!

Super friendly people.

Mountains, parks, trails, waterfalls, lakes, rivers.

It’s quiet, the air is fresh, you can see stars at night.

Endless opportunities for outdoor recreation. Running, hiking, biking, rafting.

Farmer’s markets and fresh organic food everywhere you look. Art for days. Festivals.

More good restaurants than you might expect, given the small population, although I’d certainly be glad to see some more Thai, Indian and vegan options! They’re coming, no doubt.

Speaking of which, if you’re a young person with skilz and a work ethic, why not come here (or stay here!) and start a business? Or teach? Or work the trades? Or …
There’s a decided buzz of anticipation and forward movement happening in Blairsville.

Conventional wisdom says that young people want to be in major cities, and I get that. The cities are progressive, they’re exciting, that’s where the great ideas and big opportunities are.

On the other hand, you just might have a shot at buying a house here, so there’s that! Bring some of that young energy and build something for the future, for all of us. That’s a special kind of opportunity too. And hey, there are some pretty happening cities within a couple of hours.

Did I mention that the people are super friendly?

I See You

I see you.
I am listening.
We are healing together, and I am grateful.

Easier said than done, don’t you agree? But I’m committing to it. I hope you will too.
Please join Paula Davis and me at Unity Church of the Mountains in Blairsville GA on August 5th for music, message and meditation.
Our talk is entitled ‘I See You.’

Top Ten Guitarists

Completely subjective and in alphabetical order:

Steve Howe (ok, this one’s not in alphabetical order, because he’s STEVE HOWE!)

Chuck Berry – well, he started it, didn’t he?

Tommy Emmanuel – max virtuosity, with wit and soul. Chet would be proud.

Steve Hackett – his solos were compositions unto themselves. Check out ‘Selling England By the Pound.’

Scott Henderson – ferocious jazz fusion with rock roots.

Jimi Hendrix – left us all speechless.

Curtis Mayfield – such a warm, fat tone.

Pat Metheny – he brought melody back to jazz. For a while, anyway.

Prince – audacious on all counts.

Joe Scott – created his own unique thing. Not many people can say that!

Derek Trucks – spiritual godson of Duane Allman.

— ok, you caught me! That’s one more than ten, because this list goes to eleven!

Walking Through Savannah

Sunday evening:

Air B&B a few blocks south of downtown – it’s called the ‘Haint House.’ It’s painted blue to keep the ghosts out. Reminds them of water, you see, and they avoid water. Must have worked, because we didn’t see any haints. Or maybe they just didn’t want to be seen.

Coffee and tea at Foxy Loxy – funky!

On to Forsyth Park – fountains, old buildings.

Through the squares – more old buildings, omg, the architecture!

Dinner at the Flying Monk Noodle Bar – mobbed, worth the wait.

Savannah College of Art and Design – huge presence and positive energy in this town.

The riverfront – buzz! Savannah people in general are eclectic, eccentric, diverse, super friendly, tradition minded, innovative and a little crazy.

Walked home through all the squares and the park.


Breakfast at the Sentient Bean – vegan breakfast tacos, sweet potato frittata.

Out to the Isle of Hope to see Wormsloe – you approach it via an ancient driveway, a mile and a half long. Old trees on either side form an archway that extends the whole way and culminates at the ruin of an old compound built by some 18th century grandee. All the tourists except us drove their cars out and back. Did we drive? We did not! It was frikkin’ hot too.

On to the museums: the Jepson is very modern and bright, the Telfair is an old mansion. To me, they epitomized the dichotomy that is Savannah: it is beautiful, but it was built on the backs of slaves. A very deep and complex place it is.

Out to Tybee Island – saw the lighthouse, got some food at a farmer’s market, swam in the ocean as the moon came up. Most refreshing!

Back downtown for pizza, back to the Haint House for sleep.


Breakfast at Foxy Loxy, our neighborhood spot, more walking downtown.

E Shavers Bookseller – what a find! Well worth an hour or two.

Back to the mountains. We got lost an hour from home. It was the detour’s fault, honest! Paula and her phone’s GPS (God Positioning System) put us right soon enough, and we arrived at our cabin tired but in high spirits indeed.

Life is good.


“Not by constraint or severity shall you have access to true wisdom, but by abandonment, and childlike mirthfulness.”

— Thoreau

Prayers for the Earth

Paula Davis and I are now offering a midweek worship experience called ‘Prayers for the Earth.’

This immersive, experiential service offers songs, prayers, readings and more with a focus on celebrating and honoring our Earth home. You’ll have the opportunity to create your own gratitude prayer, and we’ll conclude with a sacred ceremony outdoors.

Email Mike at for more information!