Living simply
Matamoros: As I walked out my garage yesterday en route to the airport, I stepped around three or four bags of garbage that I didn't have time to take...
Matamoros: As I walked out my garage yesterday en route to the airport, I stepped around three or four bags of garbage that I didn't have time to take...
I've got a pile of books on my night stand. It is growing into an unwieldy tower. Here are some: Meditations from the Road by M. Scott Peck C...
A hundred years ago in a less literate age, schedules were not so crammed and journals not as vital in facilitating the process of reflection. These d...
In our crazy world, we react more than we reflect. This leads to a feeling of being out of control. That's why reflection time must be planned out. If...
I was talking to a friend whose 17 year-old daughter is a strong Christian. My friend noticed that she was growing distant and more defiant. “What�...
Yesterday evening on my way to a meeting, I stopped on the highway shoulder and Clint carried a box of books hot off the press to my car. I’ve writt...
Our girls have always been good about allowing me to play the role of father-protector. At times they've ventured further afield than I would have lik...
I re-read my 1/22 entry and it occurred to me, "I really am quite a fanatic. Anybody stumbling across this blog for the first time would think I'm a n...
I believe in discipleship so much, I’m crazy about it. It’s not just that Jesus in his valedictory address commanded it, it also just plain works ...