Tagged: serve

Not My Job

Saturday night. I had dropped by the grocery store on my way home from church. Cough drops, ice cream, Diet Coke. It was a tiny little list, just right for the self-checkout line. Except the self-checkout...

Thursday Three For All

It’s Thursday, kiddies: the day when I roll out a few things I’ve been reading over the past week. Three of ‘em, to be exact. Enjoy. (Remember: click on the bold print to read the...

What’s Your Passion?

I was talking to a friend yesterday who has been presented with a new ministry opportunity. This is a friend who already serves within the church. He serves in a necessary area within the...

Service Means Sacrifice

As I type, it’s the night before our third annual Christmas at DPAC services. For the next two days we’ll host five capacity crowds in downtown Durham. Between all of the set up, tear...

Hospitality on Parade

  This is a tale of two traditions. Tradition #1 is the Bahama Christmas Parade. For you non-Durhamites, that’s not “ba-HAH-ma,” as in the Caribbean over-commercialized islands, but “ba-HAY-muh,” as in a small community...

The Reason Our Volunteers Disengage

I’m a few chapters in to Simon Sinek’s latest book, Leaders Eat Last: Why Some Teams Pull Together and Others Don’t. It’s a great summary of how the best organizations are defined by a sense of...

Thursday Three For All

It’s Thursday, kiddies: the day when I roll out a few things I’ve been reading over the past week. Three of ‘em, to be exact. Enjoy. (Remember: click on the bold print to read the...

Interview Your Volunteers

On this morning’s commute, I was tuned in to a station where the hosts were talking about one question in Bed Bath & Beyond’s hiring process: “If you were a breakfast cereal, what kind would you be,...

Want to Connect? Serve!

Fewer things bring me more joy than to hear a volunteer talk about the community they’ve found by serving. This weekend our media team highlighted the story of Eileen, a friend I’ve known since...

What’s Normal For You…

…isn’t normal for everybody. You have your favorite parking spot. Your favorite seat in the auditorium. Your favorite door to walk in, your favorite greeter who smiles at you and says hello, even your favorite...