How’s Your Faith? I arrived at Washington Reagan National Airport Tuesday afternoon as I have so many times over the past ten years. As I landed, I looked out onto the Potomac and could still see evidence of the ongoing…

These are days of transition in our government and in our nation. Change is on the horizon. Kristine and I will be observing the change in Washington, DC up close. I will sing at the Turning Point USA’s Inaugural-Eve Ball…

Make a plan and then life happens. This week has been a week of change on lots of fronts. On Monday I, probably like you, watched the election of Mike Johnson as Speaker of the House of Representatives. It was…

It’s was an historic week on Capitol Hill and I was there to witness some of it.

Every once in a while, we encounter a detour. It could be while driving down the road, or it might be on the journey of life. Last week I sang for a large prayer breakfast event in Davenport, Iowa. The speaker for the event was Governor Mike Huckabee. Mike and I have been friends for over 10 years. We enjoy opportunities to be together to share thoughts and times of laughter. He has a great sense of humor.

This week I returned to Capitol Hill following the August break. August is not just a time for members to have some vacation and spend time with their families but it is also a time when members engage with constituents and even make trips to foreign countries to engage with leaders around the world.

Kristine joined me on Capitol Hill this week and it was certainly an interesting trip. This trip marks the 10th year that I have been coming to Capitol Hill. Our first worship service in the Capitol was on July 30, 2014.

I’ve just returned from Washington, DC, and have one more trip scheduled to the Hill before Congress takes their August break. When I return in two weeks, it will mark ten years of ministry on Capitol Hill. I never would have imagined such a long and impactful engagement in the halls of Congress.

On Tuesday I hit the ground running on Capitol Hill. As I entered a congressional office in the Cannon Building, I handed my note to the young intern sitting at the desk. He’s only been on the Hill for a couple of weeks. Before I left, he said, “You sing, don’t you?” After I said, “Yes,” he responded, “You’re Steve Amerson.” I was rather surprised but then Gavin told me he had grown up listening to my music and his parents were big fans.