…it’s so deeply ingrained in me that I need to perform for him to really be pleased with me. So I strive and strive and strive. And it’s never enough. And it never will be enough. And the emptiness of that just kills me.
But playing with house money took the sting out of my losses. I didn’t actually have anything riding on the game. A loss wasn’t actually a loss. It was a refreshing and freeing feeling to play the game only being able to win.
I turned 36 today. I had a friend of mine who is an old man (putting that there because I’m pretty sure he’ll be reading this) recently told me I am “in my prime.” While not by NFL standards, unless you’re Tom Brady I guess, I do suppose 36 is “prime” age for life in ministry and life in general.
My 6-year-old daughter has been avidly reading her kids Bible. She’s read it through several times and is now excitedly reading her sister’s kids Bible, which her sister just got her for 5th birthday this week. Using sister’s birthday presents is always better than using your own, of course. These are the kids Bibles that […]
I was disappointed with the Lansing State Journal’s story about my friend Mark Bozzo’s death. If the job was to report the news, the news was not reported. Mark was so much more than a good person who had a big heart. He was definitely those things, but so much more. Mark was also a […]
I read Hebrews 2:14-18 yesterday. Read it slowly, out loud, a few times: Since the children have flesh and blood, he too shared in their humanity so that by his death he might break the power of him who holds the power of death—that is, the devil— and free those who all their lives were […]