The Irony of Safety
Last week I told the story of losing my class ring while Jesse lifted a truck high enough for me to change a tire. I know—it sounds crazy, like I was working with superheroes, but…
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Lose a Ring
Have you ever noticed that sometimes it takes losing what we thought mattered most to discover what we actually need? Last week I wrote about what donors really want out of their relationship with a…
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Flat Tire Theology
For the last few months, I’ve been asking people what they personally want out of their relationship with a nonprofit. I push them past the easy answers—“to make a difference,” “to help those in need”—and ask what…
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The More Things Change…
It was the summer of 1970 when my father took me on a road trip along the East Coast. We flew to Miami, rented a car, and explored the sights as we drove more or…
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Sarcasm
My blog went silent for a few weeks as the devotions were sent, so I’m overdue for a post. Thought you’d get a kick out of this story. A friend sent this meme: “I once…
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Trust, Church, and Golf Carts
I was ten years old when my Dad brought a golf cart home. It was a junkyard golf cart, with ugly old paint and nearly flat tires. Even then, a half century ago, it was…
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Trust, Lies, and Ice Cream
When you grow up working in a family business, you quickly learn that trusting your family is central to success. More than once I heard my dad say, “Never trust anyone but your brother, and…
