No Insignificant Jobs
“If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should sweep streets even as Michelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music, or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the...
“If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should sweep streets even as Michelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music, or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the...
This weekend was the first of two peak attendance weekends we hit every August. It’s when our vacationing families return and our awesome college kids come back, bringing a couple hundred freshmen with them. Side...
Today is a special day around our house. It’s Merriem’s birthday (she’s 28, in case you’re wondering). The birthday banner is hung, the gifts are wrapped, the kids are making a run to...
A bit of backstory: at the church where I serve, our Brier Creek Campus has a venue that opens during the fall and spring, our peak attendance times. We call it “BC South,” and it’s...
Three things that I’ve been reading this week. Enjoy, campers. (Remember, click the bold print to see the original article!) Measuring church health: How many people will serve? (Tony Morgan) I found this pretty interesting....
A large part of my life is public speaking. When you’re a pastor or leader, that tends to go hand in glove. And most times I’m comfortable in front of a crowd. Maybe overly comfortable....
It seems that everybody has a first time guest horror story. You show up at a church for the first time and you’re either put on the spot, ignored, or confused. People don’t talk to...
Nothing good ever begins with the words “Don’t…anybody…move…” And yet, those fifteen letters are what started the entire adventure last Friday night. It was sometime after 11 PM. The whole family – sans the Princess...
Last week I was talking to a guy who has virtually no first impressions experience, at least in the church world. But it was immediately obvious that he was a Who that already understood the Why. He...
A Greater Identity. As a white American, I’m not sure I’ll ever completely understand my African American brothers’ and sisters’ hurt over the outcome of the recent Zimmerman trial. Earlier this week, a wise friend tried...