I believe in taking risks. When a risk has been prayed over and is God-directed, it is a form of faith. Here's an example: This past week I was on ...
I don't know about you, but there's not enough poetry in my life. My soul has chords that need to be strummed far more frequently. Sunday night we (Me...
A central tenant of this blog is that to grow spiritually, we cannot settle into the comfortable and the familiar. A life of continual comfort devolve...
We're in Charlottesville, VA at the 20th year reunion of our business school. It's an occasion for reminiscing. Arriving at the reception last night m...
When I was in Cuba in 1995, I met Ramon Lopez, who was a revolutionary leader with Castro. He and his wife got into the ministry because of the...
We just visited our friends Mike and Terri Nicholaou in Virginia. They have a neighbor lady with an attitude who presides over her section of the neig...
In yesterday's blog, I unwrapped the subject of "the slow poison of a same place." It's a phenomenon whereby we become presumptuous about ownership o...
The last two day's blogs have explored how we inadvertently mistake stewardship for ownership when we are stewards of something for a long time. Jesus...
The media is a neutral thing, neither good nor bad - it's just raw technology. The problem is that because it is so often used in negative ways, one n...
The disciples asked Jesus, "Why do you tell stories?" He answered, "I tell stories to create readiness, to nudge the people toward receptive insight."...
