What Would Jesus Vandalize?
Hey, I struggle, too—not to judge, not to disparage, not to avoid. I’ve got a long way to go—at least as much as the facelift haters, probably much more. But I know my path toward Christ-likeness doesn’t take me up a ladder with a can of spray paint.
A Social Media Lesson from Socks
This episode illustrates the power of social media: the ability to engage your clients in conversation, the medium that can humanize your brand—and make your customers and friends want to introduce you to their customers and friends. It’s both schmoozing and feedback, both customer service and brand building, both grassroots initiatives and guerrilla marketing.
A Weekend Benevolently Adjusted
The Adjustment Bureau reminded me of a truth that I’ve found throughout my spiritual walk: the omniscient Chairman (of my worldview) had better plans for me than I had for myself.
Jeans for Jesus
At some point last autumn, I realized that my shorts were getting in the way. My dysfunctional, insecure psyche was liking the attention my shorts got me. Jacked—I know. When passing greetings revolved around my shorts, they couldn’t be about our guests or about Jesus.
Tomorrow Never Dies
So, how are you adapting your business model to stay relevant to culture?
My 7 A.M. Addiction
Hustle is the one thing I can control, the attribute I should be able to consistently offer my team mates.
Fine Print Evangelism
Jesus left heaven to come to where we are. He didn’t rain post-dated business cards on us. He didn’t ask us to weed through insider jargon to understand he wants us more than he wants justice for our sin. The choice he offers is essentially an ultimatum, but he wants *so much* for us to reciprocate his movement toward us.
Getting Engaged on Your Birthday
Listen to needs, themes, trends. And say something more than, “I’ve got something I want to sell you.”
The Flight & Challenge of My Life
“God left me here for a reason,” I inserted later into the indelible conversation.
Chasing My Lost Words
In the fourteen years since English 101, I have discovered my personal voice, the joy in the struggle of the craft, and the wrestling mat where I make sense of the world.
Breast Implants & John the Baptist
It’s just interesting to me where I and other people draw our differing lines and how those lines seem to sprout into moral boundaries.
What's Your Time *Really* Worth?
Capitalism allows supply and demand to set our prices. But efficiency allows us to set our wages.
The King of Self-Promotion
I want to chase the God who instantaneously spoke undiscoverable galaxies into being, shrugged his figurative shoulders, and documented it for an eternity of spectators with just, “He made the stars also.”
Axiom of the High Seas
Somewhere amidst the Hawaiian shirts and bridge-playing fogeys, French-fried buffets and almost-innumerable hand sanitizer dispensers, Crystal and I surrendered to tourism.
Whimpy New Heights
I had not challenged myself as I’ve grown the reputation of doing, and we all knew it.
Monterealization, CA
“I was coming to Monterey to see my brother. That’s what I had told everybody.”
Band of Ballers
There’s something about the pursuit in a safe environment that I find constantly new and oddly addicting.
Introspective Adrenaline
Today, one of my clients wished me a weekend free of injury, as “me and the boys” tackle the Gauley River marathon: 26+ miles of whitewater with 100 classed rapids, a handful of which are class V or V+. I … Continued
Confronting the Cheater in Me
I’m going to stay up here and talk to God until the mosquitos chase me home.
What Kind of Blogger Are You?
Once you know who you are and embrace it, you’re better equipped to pursue your piece of the readership pie.
Sovereign Irony
And the one morning all this seems to come together, I’m an unwilling participant.
A Simpler Memphisis
I’m embracing my Memphis and trying to make it as simple as possible.
Flipping the Litmus Test
The best distance to affect spiritual formation in another is three feet or less.
Tailgating the Holy Spirit
As I’m letting go of my OCD, checklist faith, I’m growing in my confidence that the Christian life does trump the alternative—and not just for the post-death part.
Breaking Out of My Caste [System]
So, as with a company, we assume that spiritual success is at the top of the ladder. It’s not.