It's training camp season here at AIM's base camp in Gainesville. We've got the Shearmans staying at our home and young people flowing through it. ...
Fathers and sons. Is there any subject that is more complicated than that one? Mothers seem to come equipped with some understanding of how to do ...
Most of life can be described as a struggle to understand God's great love for us and to understand his purpose for us. He designed us to bask in hi...
Gary and Lisa Black were in our home last night. They are here to meet the 53 World Racers whom they're going to coach beginning in a few months in ...
I wasn't going to post today, but the blog habit dies hard. As you may recall, Karen and I coach a World Race team. I ran across this post fr...
My sister's situation a few days ago illustrates how we can feel safe when in fact we are oblivious to great danger. In America, we are obsessed with ...
World Race training camp ends today. Our guests are leaving. At last the revolving door at the Barnes home will stop spinning for a while. Karen a...
God has always been a family man. He loves us with a desperate love and when we were kidnapped and taken away to a far country to be held hostage, h...
Over the last year or two, I've developed a long-distance relationship with a number of you. Some of you have found encouragement to live a more rad...
The remnants of Fay are blowing though our neighborhoods in north Georgia. I was driving home yesterday and just missed a tornado that smacked Oakwo...
