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When I arrived at the office this morning, this guy* and one of his friends were waiting on me. I know it’s dreary and rainy and somebody out there is making cracks about building a...
When I arrived at the office this morning, this guy* and one of his friends were waiting on me. I know it’s dreary and rainy and somebody out there is making cracks about building a...
Today we wrap up 50 Word Week on the blog. The title and this paragraph don’t count. Fifty words begin…now. Here’s what I’ve learned at the end of 50 Word Week: You can crank out...
We’re in the middle of 50 Word Week on the blog. The title and this paragraph don’t count. Fifty words begin…now. For the next three Sundays, we’re going to open the Bay as an additional...
We’re in the middle of 50 Word Week on the blog. The title and this paragraph don’t count. Fifty words begin…now. My two favorite headlines from last week: US Military Blows Up Pigs to Test...
We’re in the middle of 50 Word Week on the blog. The title and this paragraph don’t count. Fifty words begin…now. On Good Friday when I should have been observing the sacrifice of Jesus, I...
Today kicks off a new experiment on Connective Tissue – can a normally Wordy McWordington keep his thoughts to fifty words: no more, no less? Five days. Fifty words. And no, the title and this...
…we’re just a couple of days away from Easter Sunday. It will be the biggest attendance weekend in history at the Summit Church, and here’s what you can do to get prepared: Serving? Then make...
Well, at least it wasn’t produced by LifeWay. My good friends at Hershey’s, the same people who brought us the Reese’s Peanut Butter Egg and my ever-expanding waistline / borderline sugar coma, have rolled out...
My goal for this Wednesday morning is to have three people (or people groups) incredibly mad at me, lining up at my office door with pitchforks, torches, and my effigy hanging from a cut-off tree...
Perhaps I should begin by apologizing for a lame blog title. Sure, I could go back and correct it rather than typing this apology, but frankly I don’t want to. I am still smack in...