A First Impressions Primer
I’m continuously amazed at the random people who show up in the comments section of this blog. It’s like when Norah Jones drops in at Sesame Street to sing about the letter “Y” with Elmo…yes it’s very...
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The Hospitality Culture
Summit Church, you were paid one of the highest compliments last weekend that I can think of in terms of first impressions. As many of you know, we hosted the Re:Sound worship event at the...
Who Will Be 500?
We’re getting dangerously close to the 200th post on this thing, and you know what 200 posts mean: a lot of you have taken time to share your (sometimes) smart-alecky wisdom with the readers of...
Summer Reading List
Okay, show of hands: who had a teacher who made you laugh on the last day of school? You know the ones I’m talking about: those well meaning souls – typically with those hair bun...
Comfort Zones
In case I haven’t mentioned it lately, I dig my small group. I also dig Spence and company’s latest method to put Sunday’s messages into action. I bring that up because last Sunday night,...
This Guy Needs Twitter…
I’m sinking to a new low today, dear readers: as I sit in my alternate office, I am eavesdropping on a fellow latte swiller and listening to his cell phone conversation about lunch meats. And...
70!
I’m not in the habit of making this blog my own personal Hallmark aisle (when you care enough to blog the very best!), but there are a couple of monumental birthdays that should be observed....
Listen To Your Wife, Part Deux
Here’s an unexpected affirmation of a recent post, and also a shout out to the guy who found his way to this blog by typing “what if you think your wife is stupid” into Google....
The Reveal
I know that many of you have been waiting with baited breath (mmm…smells like mackerel) to see what the big announcement is that was mentioned earlier this week. Well friends, wonder no more. Here it...
Reasons I Like My Job, #541:
If you weren’t in Sunday’s worship service at Brier Creek, the following won’t make much sense to you. Sorry…come back tomorrow. Tuesday morning I discovered that I was responsible for David Thompson nearly having heart...
