A redesign can be worth its weight in gold if you get it right. There is a thin line between freshening up your design, and taking a step backwards with a redesign. Sometimes a redesign can be subtle and simple, and other times it can be a huge re-vamp of direction and goals.

This redesign started almost a year ago when I began a journey to simplify my life… to really focus on the things that matter most: my family, the Church, art, and storytelling. This redesign mirrors my journey and focuses on my love of photojournalism, storytelling, art, and the Church.  It also is an out word expression of simplicity and focus I have been adding to my life.

Massive thanks also goes out to Jared Erickson, who spent months implementing my vision, sketches, and ideas into digital goodness, and put up with hundreds of emails and DM’s from me with subjects like “problem”, “like this, but what about this”, “small issue” and “can we change…?”, with admirable patience.

We hope that all those glitches are ironed out now, but it’s likely that some tweaking will be necessary in the coming days – if you spot anything, please do email me to let me know.

I hope you like the new digs as much as I do. This summer is going to be real exciting on and offline with a lot of fun announcements, I cannot wait to share them with you.

Did you ever get a feeling, have a strong inclination or hear a voice urging you to choose a certain path and discover something unexpected? There always comes a time in life when you find yourself at a fork in the road. Do you go down the road less traveled or the one which has been paved?

I have always have chosen the road less traveled, partly because I thrive in adversity and have a pioneering spirit. I have found in my life, life can be a series of thousands upon thousands of forks in the road. When you strip life down to its core, it’s all about making one choice after another. Add up all your choices and there’s your life. Life IS a fork in the road.

While covering the Death of Pope John Paul II in Rome, something happened to me. Something Big. Sitting on the plane as we returned after the Papal Conclave, God put a call on my life to use my talents to help the Kingdom. I really didn’t know what that looked like, nor how to go about making something like that happen; my life to that point was spent in Broadcast News and sitting in a pew on Sunday Mornings. God had a plan. Dana and I took the road less traveled when an opportunity from a church in rural Oklahoma called. That move was the hardest move we ever had to make, but it taught us so many things.

Three years a go my family joined Lawton First, a church birthed out of the great depression. It was a time of great excitement and change. I’ve spent the last few years helping the re shape it’s brand, develop a social media strategy to continue the conversation between Sundays, and most importantly develop a strong culture of storytelling. Those achievements pale in comparison to what God has done in the last three years and is continuing to do in our congregation and city.

Today with bittersweet emotions we let our Lawton First family know I would be stepping down from my role as the Director of Communications. It was a decision that we did not come to lightly, but a decision backed by God.

And after much conversation, prayer and fasting, I am excited to announce that I will be joining the team at Fellowship Technologies / Fellowship One in Irving, TX where I’ll be working as the Creative Director in the Marketing Department. I’m thrilled to be joining the team and working with my great friends there. Additionally, I have begun to work on a book with prospects it will be released next year, as well I plan on continuing to help the Church through speaking, consulting, and freelancing through Good World Creative.

While we venture down this new road, I know the next few weeks will be sentimental as we leave some of our closest friends, but we are very excited to see how God is going to use us in the future of sharing the story of Fellowship One and the Church.

I firmly believe God has designed us to share our stories, to live out his story and ultimately God wants us to do is write a good story, yet day after day we write a bad story. We make choices that can have a positive or negative impact on our health and our family. Those choices are great seedlings in our stories. Right or wrong they reveal something about us, something God has created for a purpose. Every great story has to have conflict or the story cannot evolve. But when it comes to our stories we tell, we choose to go with the Hollywood ending and somehow look past the bad thoughts we may battle on a routine basis, our feelings of being rejected, or being terrified of intimacy. The best stories are those of ordinary people who live extraordinary lives; unflitered and organic. Their stories are dirty, off color and not safe. Their stories are not perfect by any stretch of the imagination, but their stories reveal a level of authenticity that inspires.

Yet what many of us do is once we move from a non-christian view to a saved and christian view we put on heirs that “I’m saved and just because of that life is peachy.” That’s far from the truth. You know it. Yet why on a daily bases do skip to the end of our stories and omit the gritty, not so nice details when we tell our story? The moment we skip to the end of our stories, we fall captive and accommodate to the stories of this world, we loose the uniqueness of our story, and in turn we loose the power of the gospel.

Don’t hide your story. Our stories in there entirety, no matter how ugly or pretty, are transformative and healing.

I mentioned the other day that I sensed that I was slipping into a creative purgatory and there seemed to be a lot of noise in my life, and all of this is happening when my creativity is at it’s zenith.  Isn’t it funny that when all is most right with the world, the most unthinkable disasters descend upon us.  I’ve done some soul searching the last day or so and really feel to keep from slipping into creative black hole I need to simplify.

I started thinking of the story of the mighty sequoia trees in the Pacific North West.  They stand almost 400 years old and 240 feet high—as tall as some of the highest buildings in Spokane!  But a few years ago, one of them toppled over for no apparent reason.  No windstorm, fire, flood, or ice.  No insect damage.  The conclusion: foot traffic.  People walking around the base of the tree had damaged the root system and contributed to the collapse.  Park officials since fenced some of the oldest and largest trees to keep the public from trampling the root systems of these giants.

The plight of the sequoia tree is merely a metaphor for my life and your life.  These great trees lived for hundreds of years withstanding everything mother-nature could throw at them, yet they can’t survive when there is no protection—no sacred enclosure around their root systems.  I think I need, we need, a sacred enclosure too—an inviolable time to protect my art and my creativity because without that, my roots get trampled, my art suffers.  I need time to listen and focus.  Bottom line is I’m over stimulated and have allowed the noise to take root in my mind.

What do I hope to achieve? In our efforts to live the ‘good life’, it’s easily to find ourselves overwhelmed by seemingly endless choices, checklist of tasks, decisions and activities.  I hope to slow down, and give time to remember who I am and what’s really important in my life.  And as I simplify, I hope to begin to listen intently my inner creative voice more and allow my creativity to flourish.

How am I going to do it? This will be my last blog post for the foreseeable future, additionally I will be logging off of Twitter and Facebook, and I will be going 100% analog. Of course, because of the nature of our world and communication, I will have my wife @danaknisely check all of my communication platforms and relay information and correspondence.  If you need to get hold of me, feel free to email me.

For the last few weeks there has been a lot of fighting, arguing, with myself trying to seek the truth.  Can I be honest with you… I mean really honest with you?  Over the last few months I have been slipping into a creative purgatory.  To be frank, I feel at times I’m treated more like a machine spitting out domesticated creativity than really producing something truly meaningful from my inner depths.  Sadly I’ve been relegated towards people thinking creative excellence is a high-powered faucet that can be turned on and off at will.  I fear becoming a widget.  There’s nothing fun about being an appliance, unless your an espresso machine.  I’m not a shiny machine that people jostle in-front of in wonderment of my golden, tinkling display of mechanized, electronic joy!  Seriously, machines are predictable and boring; that’s not me.

Yet every day, I feel like I’m fighting the status quo and the willingness to come against the fear and apathy that wants to keep me in a place of living beneath my potential.  I feel that my creative soul has been ripped away from me.  What can one do?

This fourth of July I think Mahatma Gandhi said it best, “Infinite striving to be the best is man’s duty; it is its own reward. Everything else is in God’s hands.” “Infinite striving?” What does that mean? It probably means that it is our duty to strive forever to be the best we can be – - – - forever – - – - as long as we live.

What do you consider your most important duty? My answer to that question would be: “It is my duty to be better today than I was yesterday, and better tomorrow than I am today.”

I’m on the hunt for some really good books to read, to stretch my mind and understanding.  I have this thing I am trying to abide by though: No new books until I finish the ones I’m reading.  Here’s what I’m nearly done reading:

• Break From the Pack: How to Compete in a Copycat Economy by Oren Harari
• Ignore Everybody by Hugh MacLeod
• Primer of Visual Literacy by Donis A. Dondis
• AND: The Gathered and Scattered Church by Hugh Halter and Matt Smay
• Exponential by Dave Ferguson and Jon Ferguson

“A vision is not just a picture of what could be; it is an appeal to our better selves, a call to become something more.” – Rosabeth Moss Kanter

I’ve been having conversations lately with leaders about change and not the average garden mill kind.  I’m talking rock your world and turn it upside down kind.  Then when we started discussing change within our staff, I really felt it must be more of a global trend and it got me thinking on how you do sell this kind of change?  Well, conventional wisdom would indicate that those who operate in their own little zone, focusing on what their responsibilities are, and being good stewards of that set of responsibilities are the kind of players that every team member would value having on his/her team.  It doesn’t matter if they don’t see the big picture. They’re dependable and responsible and punctual.  What else could you ask for?

From my experience in leading change and teams the average person does not understand their role in the big picture and I advocate for watching the big stuff and sweating the small stuff because it allows for innovative growth.  If you spend all your time examining the big picture, it’s very likely you’re overlooking the small stuff. I know that “don’t sweat the small stuff” has become a mantra for many.  But if no one is watching the little things, they can all too quickly turn into big things – and then it might be too late to do anything about them.  Let me use another cliche, “the devil is in the details.” In order for you to move your business forward, you need to immerse yourself in the minutiae.

However, you cannot start there because that seems a little like trying to assemble a jigsaw picture without a picture to refer to.  Or maybe it’s like trying to build a house without knowing what it’s supposed to look like when it’s finished.  Or, perhaps, it’s like playing on a team without understanding how our role influences whether we win or lose.

What’s wrong with that?  In this new economy businesses are running lean work forces, churches are stacked with multi-tasking swiss army knifes and it’s easy to just worry about the big picture; since everybody does their part and in the end that’s all that matters.  As long as those in leadership positions understand the big picture, everything will work out all right.  See the problem I see with that kind of thinking is that it is so uninspiring.  It’s not enough to feel that each of us is contributing to the big picture.  I would suggest that knowing how our role helps accomplish the mission is a key ingredient to keeping us inspired to come back the next day and have a sense of passion and a sense of fulfillment which will lead to productivity, innovative growth, and target.

I heard someone recently refer to the old adage, “speak softly and carry a big stick.”  I looked up the origin of the phrase and discovered that it was something President Theodore Roosevelt said relative to the Monroe Doctrine in a foreign affairs speech.

Do certain people come to mind when you think about that phrase?  Me, too.  It seems, though, that there are too many people who “speak loudly and carry a little stick.”  Like the politicians who speak loudly about their commitment to religion and faith, the same goes for education but their actions don’t support their rhetoric.  Or like those who talk a lot about how they care, but they never really invest in people.

I’m grateful for the soft spoken folks that make a big difference; those who don’t care who gets the credit; those who “change the future.”