What would you do with $3 billion?
It is a scene we have all seen too many times. A nice family sets waiting for their food at a restaurant. The scene is peaceful. The conversation is lovely. All is well, until.
To this day he is the happiest man I know. He is not flashy or boisterous. If you passed him on the street, you might not notice him. But on the campus where I studied, he was hard to miss.
There is just a little extra twinkle in their eyes and a spring in their step. Most of the time there is a mischievous and a hilarious little grin that breaks out on their face.
Dickens’ classic dichotomy has been used to describe many times and seasons of life. It comes to my mind most powerfully as I ponder my most memorable Christmas, for it truly was the best and the worst all wrapped up in one.
For some reason, I decided to coach middle school basketball this year. Actually, this is not quite true. I know the reasons well. First, my middle son, Lucas, wanted to play and, shockingly, wanted me to coach. Who can turn that down? Second, I felt that, of all the kids in our school, I ha…
"Daddy, what is it like to be in love?" She has not asked me yet, but I know that day is coming. It will probably be after meeting some idiot (did I really write that?) who wants to ask her on a date. I confess that I do not like him already.
Sometime last year, I walked through the welcome center at our school. It was just minutes before we dismissed kids to class. As I walked through the crowd and talked to the students, I felt someone tugging my shirt. I turned around to find one of our first-grade students holding out a five …
Sometime last year I walked through the welcome center at our school. It was just minutes before we dismissed kids to class. As I walked through the crowd and talked to the students, I felt someone tugging my shirt. I turned around to find one of our first-grade students holding out a five d…
A few weeks ago I re-read part of "Liberating Ministry from the Success Syndrome" by Kent and Barbra Hughes. I found the following story encouraging. I hope you will, too.
Over the last four decades, I have given plenty of people reasons to be angry at me or disappointed with me. All of us have feet of clay, and all of us slip from time to time.
I recently read an interesting little book entitled "Love Does" by Bob Goff. It was one of those books that challenged me to put my faith into action because, as the title makes plain, the author believe that true love acts.
I was shaken when I left his house. He had been sick for some time, and the end was now near. He feared death. He was full of questions. Though I presented him God's answer for sin and death, the message never could eclipse the fear as he spent his last hours in terror.
In his wonderful book, "Serious Times," pastor and author James Emery White records one of my favorite stories -- the story of William Borden.
If I had the means to do it, I would buy a copy of a book entitled "Crazy Busy: A (Mercifully) Short Book About a Really Big Problem" by Kevin Deyoung for all of our students, parents, and staff. It is a book about a problem we all feel and will feel intensely.
A few days ago, our family lost a dear friend. One hard thing about losing someone is that time marches on. At the same time, however, death makes you stop and think. So, when I think I write. More specifically, I decided to write a letter to my kids, reminding them of some important lessons…
A few days ago, Drew Byers loaned me a book entitled A Practical Guide to Culture by John Stonestreet and Brett Kunkle. As I did an initial scan of the chapters, something jumped out at me. It was one of those exciting moments when someone says just what you were thinking.
"Everybody wants friends; nobody wants to be one." I don't know when or where I first heard this phrase, and I cannot remember who said it. However, I have said it for so long it feels like mine. That's okay. There is, after all, nothing new under the sun.
One chapter of my dissertation focused on the writings of R. Albert Mohler Jr. During the two years of studying these writings, I found many surprising, wonderful, and challenging things.