Easter is one of my favorite times of the year. It is always good to take a moment to remember the single most important moment in our faith: the resurrection. I have been listening to John Mark McMillian for around ten years and this song is one I am reminded of when Easter comes each […]
Recently, we were in San Diego, my wife Kari thought we should go to the Aquarium of the Pacific. My daughters love fish. Sahara likes watching seals jump. Dassi is a massive penguin fan. When you ask her what sound a penguin makes, she says, “Waddle, waddle, waddle,” then rocks side to side like a red-headed Weeble Wobble.
I like those television documentaries on the NFL channel called “A Football Life.” I especially like the ones about coaches. I learn something new with every coach who is profiled.
Whether they’re a coach or player, though, I’ve noticed something each successful person has had in common: They lose well.
I’ve been in a writing drought lately. I get up every morning and sit down to my computer. Words get typed into the screen. But they aren’t as good as the words I’m used to writing. They aren’t as good as they could be. I’m not being modest. I know what I’m capable of as a writer, and this is not it.
A few days ago, my family and I returned home after a two-month long road trip. On the way back, my husband Kyle and I had our customary debriefing conversation per easing back in to normal life: What was your favorite part of the trip? What did you learn? What makes you excited to head back home? What makes you not so excited?
(We’re not really very formal about this—we just ask each other questions off the top of our heads while the kids go nuts in the back seats.)
The truth is people aren’t drawn to truth, they’re drawn to simplicity. Recent research from Harvard suggests that customers don’t necessarily buy the best products, they buy the products that are the easiest to understand and the easiest to purchase.
I remember the most malnourished children I’ve ever seen. I was in Zimbabwe on a mission trip, and our bus had broken down somewhere between Victoria Falls and Bulaweyo, the second largest city in the country. The whole group climbed out of the bus to kill time on the side of the road while we waited for repairs to be made.
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