Black Lives Matter
Black lives matter to me. This makes some of my friends uncomfortable. Usually, for two reasons: they want to say all lives matter, and/or they want to point to the eponymous organization Black Lives Matter…
Black lives matter to me. This makes some of my friends uncomfortable. Usually, for two reasons: they want to say all lives matter, and/or they want to point to the eponymous organization Black Lives Matter…
I’ve lost track of the number of boards I’ve served on. From organizations I’ve started myself to boards that have been around for nearly a century. They’ve included churches, foundations, mission groups, retreat centers, colleges,…
Tony Campolo has been a friend for decades. We first met in a brief encounter when he spoke at my college. Our friendship grew through letters — remember those? On several occasions through the years…
Summer time is here, so I’m recycling some of my favorite posts from past years. This one was especially fun to write because I was on a roll — or rather, on a rant! So…
Growing up in the junkyard meant working in the impure and unclean. Actually, not just working in it, but embracing it. It was routine to come home covered in grease, dust, oil, and sweat. After…
Someone asked what my next book might be and I flippantly answered, “Jesus the Standup Comic. It’s the words of Jesus redone for a modern comedy club setting.” Everyone laughed and the conversation moved on….
Every now and then somebody asks me to mentor them. I suppose this is God’s way of reminding me I’m getting older. But it is also God’s way of reminding me to give back. For…
Have we forgotten how to listen? Have we forgotten how to communicate? Is it all just slogans, memes, and bumperstickers these days? Are those mostly written to be abrasive and provoke others, as they reaffirm…