Moms and dads, remember these days? Wash. Rinse. Repeat. Same thing every single time. You’ll be amazed at how all that relates to Mad People Disease. Sunday. 8:30. 10. 11:30.
Moms and dads, remember these days? Wash. Rinse. Repeat. Same thing every single time. You’ll be amazed at how all that relates to Mad People Disease. Sunday. 8:30. 10. 11:30.
While these aren’t all the lessons I’ve learned in 25 years of full-time parish ministry, they are the ones freshest on my mind this week . . . People like it when you remember their names. The more digital our culture becomes, the more effective are hand-written notes. Breath mints and deodorant are under-rated tools Read the full article…
What would it look like if I woke up every day more concerned about proclaiming God’s glory than expanding my own platform? I’d view other clergy as collaborators rather than competitors. I’d be less satisfied that people come to hear me preach and more motivated to turn those same listeners into ministers. I’d rejoice in Read the full article…
Last week was a pivotal one in my life as Don Henley released his first album in 15 years, a country-flavored bit of Americana (or Texicana) called Cass County. For those of you who don’t know, in an earlier life Henley was the leadest of the lead singers of the Eagles, providing the signature vocals Read the full article…
Yesterday morning I prayed that the people of Good Shepherd would have a “painful enlightenment” through the sermon. I believe that prayer was answered. Here’s what people needed to realize . . . The people you GET mad at are not the ones you ARE mad at. (Yes, I just finished a sentence with “at”; Read the full article…