I remember why I removed myself from social media one year ago. The hate and divisiveness I see hurts my heart. I tire of the vitriol and the rhetoric and the judgment and hatred disturbs my soul.
I spent four years in the Army, and deployed to Iraq in 2004 with a combat support hospital. During the months I was in Balad, I took care of whoever rolled through the doors of the tent. It didn’t matter where they cam...
Baseball fans need no introduction to the Green Monster. The left field wall at Fenway Park, home of the Boston Red Sox, is over 37′ high and acts as a giant fly swatter to keep line drives from becoming home runs. Fans sit on top of the wall, hoping to catch a hometown home run and jeer pretenders who come up short. The Green Monster is an iconic sports site, ranking alongside Lambeau Field for football and St Andrews for...
A couple weeks ago, I read a devotional about the power of multiplication. The writer said the reason the church is losing ground is because we are adding people to the kingdom while the population of the world is multiplying.
I heard power of multiplication mentioned again the same day, and it struck a chord. What does this power of multiplication look like?
I want him to stay positive and keep his head up as he sits on the bench. When he gets in the game, I love to see him play, passing to the open man, shutting down his opponent, sinking the open shot. Too often, the pressure to perform overwhelms him and he tries too hard. He forces his shots. The harder he tries to play better, the worse his performance actually is.
As his father, I care about his heart more than the resul...
I grew up going to church and expected to have a daily “quiet time,” or devotions. The pastor taught this was an integral part of every Christian’s life, and anyone who didn’t do it probably wasn’t really saved. God would separate these fakers out with the goats and not allow them into heaven. So, I read my Bible. Or tried to anyway.
So, things got a little crazy in Charlotte, NC last week.
Protestors stopping traffic on the interstate, lighting cars on fire, looting and even shooting each other.
Police in riot gear, throwing tear gas and flashbangs, calling in the National Guard.
The news outlets called Charlotte “A City on the Brink.” Some of my friends slept with their pistols on their nightstands. Like I said, crazy.
It’s not news to say that men in today’s culture are isolated.
We get wrapped up in work, duties and responsibilities to the exclusion of meaningful relationships. The friendships we create are founded in activity and performance. We work together, watch sports together or volunteer together. If we stop those activities, we find ourselves alone and we have no one to talk to when difficult times arise.
Depression and diseng...
I want to be strong in the storms of life and have my faith sustain me. I want the peace beyond understanding, and joy in all circumstances. Why do I experience it so inconsistently? It’s like trying to watch TV when I was a kid. The antenna had to be just right, the atmospheric conditions perfect to watch the channel I wanted to watch. Most of the time, the signal cut in and out and watching the show was impossible.