Walk Slowly Through the Crowd
I am not known for being a slow walker. I always go at the pace of a man who has either lost sight of the neighborhood ice cream truck or is being chased by a...
I am not known for being a slow walker. I always go at the pace of a man who has either lost sight of the neighborhood ice cream truck or is being chased by a...
I’ve written before about the importance of a rainy day team: that stalwart group of volunteers who will pull on their galoshes (do we still say galoshes? Discuss.), zip up their rain jacket, and grab...
We’re in an ongoing series called Hospitable Culture. The big question is this: What if hospitality isn’t something we do, it’s simply who we are? In other words, what if we could bump hospitality beyond...
It happened on a Sunday morning a few weeks back. We were baptizing several people in our weekend services, and one of the baptismal candidates had invited friends and family to celebrate with him. One...
We’re in an ongoing series called Hospitable Culture. The big question is this: What if hospitality isn’t something we do, it’s simply who we are? In other words, what if we could bump hospitality beyond...
Recently I led a virtual training for a group of volunteers at a church in Texas. The following post is a paraphrase of one of the participant’s questions and the discussion that came out of...
We’re in a new series called Hospitable Culture. The big question is this: What if hospitality isn’t something we do, it’s simply who we are? In other words, what if we could bump hospitality beyond...
We’re in a new series called Hospitable Culture. The big question is this: What if hospitality isn’t something we do, it’s simply who we are? In other words, what if we could bump hospitality beyond...
In a recent post I asked the question, “If you don’t care, who will?” It was an ode to overflowing gas station trash cans and my own laziness and / or disdain for the environment....
At the time this post goes live, there are six “normal” Sundays left between now and Easter. Now, I get it. You get it. There is no such thing as a normal Sunday. Easter is...