Pastor Jeremy Stephens

Tag: Philippians 3

  • Beyond the Broken Image

    In high school, my algebra classes met in a classroom on the upper floor of our building, directly across from the restrooms. I remember that classroom more vividly than almost any other room from my academic career. It always seemed ten degrees warmer than the rest of the building, and the hallway carried the smell…

  • The Race that Matters

    A pastor friend here on the island often jokes that I’m missing the part of my brain that says, “This hurts, I should stop.” That’s because, despite being a relatively big guy, I’ve completed several major endurance events over the years. After multiple marathons, long-distance bike rides, and several half and full-distance Ironman races, I’m…

  • Cool Gear, Empty Identity

    On my twelfth birthday, my parents gave me an unexpected gift. I don’t remember asking for a guitar, but that first acoustic delivered to me on that cold February evening turned into a lifelong obsession. I shudder to think of the time (and even more frighteningly, the money) I’ve spent on guitars over the last…