Living the Dream
I’m not much of an NBA fan. I root for teams based on their respective number of Tar Heels. (Dookies–ahem–Blue Devils are used as tie-breakers)
So as I watched the coverage of Jason Kidd hoisting a trophy over his head with the word “redemption” plastered along the bottom of the screen Continue reading “Dirk, Lebron, Kidd, and Me: Looking for a story.”
Dear College Me,
I have scary news. I’m writing you from a land where people don’t end every meeting with a prayer.
Calm down. Take a deep breath and keep reading.
You’ll just get to the end of the meeting, Continue reading “A Note to Myself, Circa 2001.”
Why do I not cuss at work? My coworkers circled the breakroom talking about it. I honestly don’t remember what I said in response, but I was probably doing the creepy bobblehead.
I generally have my spiritual conversations (or at least the most compelling points in them) in retrospect in my head. So here’s what I wish I had said. Continue reading “Son of a… reason not to cuss.”
Yesterday Campus Crusade for Christ, the ministry I was on staff with for 8 years, announced a name change. They are now going to be called simply “Cru.”
I was on the front row of the doubters for Continue reading “How I Was Wrong About Campus Crusade’s Name Change”
I was listening to a popular preacher’s sermon (via slick android app). Here’s the line that stuck out to me:
People coming to Christ on your couch, transferring from the kingdom of darkness to the kingdom of light–in your living room, is the reason God gave you a couch.
Well now, there was no reason to punch me in the metaphorical teeth, preacher man. Continue reading “God gave you a Couch.”