Creative Structure
People ask me all the time, “Danny, where do you come up with the amazing content on your blog?” (And by “people” I mean “nobody,” and by “all the time” I mean “not once in...
People ask me all the time, “Danny, where do you come up with the amazing content on your blog?” (And by “people” I mean “nobody,” and by “all the time” I mean “not once in...
Sometimes, we think too big: Big plans. Big dreams. Big ideas. We whip out our annual planners, formulate our spreadsheets, calculate our budgets, and recruit our team. We catch a huge vision and run with...
On Thursday of last week I became the fearful, fretful owner of a fifteen year old. And yesterday I became the more fearful, more fretful owner of a fifteen year old with a permit to...
We’re in the middle of our spring series of Topical Tuesday posts, where you pick the topic (i.e., ask a question) and I start typing. As if I’m some sort of authority or something. Want...
I believe that Jesus’ “Well done!” was shouted a little louder on Thursday night. By now most of the Summit Church knows that our dear friend Curtis Crutchfield died suddenly last Thursday of a heart...
Yes, yes, I know it’s a stretch from The Proclaimers’ one-hit wonder, but work with me here, people. Work with me. Today marks a half-a-thousand blog posts here at Connective Tissue. When we began this...
That’s right, readers. I’m bringing Santa back. Revisiting the reindeer. Turning back to the tinsel. Christmas happened nearly two months ago, but there was one Christmas-themed video that never made it onto this particular blog....
Okay, so I don’t really have a question. For once, I’m not the hand-raised, kid-at-the-back-of-the-class, yelling “Ooh, pick me! Pick me!” Nope, this is a post about people who have questions. Scratch that. People who...
We continue our spring series of Topical Tuesday posts, where you pick the topic (i.e., ask a question) and I ramble on and on until I think I’ve answered it. Or until you put your...
This post won’t be pretty. The squeamish should look away. And if you’re a neatnik Pharisaical type, just go ahead and start polishing your rifle, because you’re going to need it in 3…2… As a...