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How We Respond When We Can’t Handle Success

Recently, I had a string of little victories, and they proved to be surprisingly difficult to enjoy.  A little background will probably be helpful. Read more

Father God, Grace, and Messy Potty Breaks

Today, my family and I were out in public when my youngest daughter suddenly said, “I need to go potty, I need to go potty, I need to go potty.”  After a brief negotiation between my wife and me over who would take responsibility for hunting down a bathroom, I took my daughter by the hand and walked a couple of blocks until I found a potty – but it was too late. Read more

An Open Letter to Elderly Christians

Dear Elderly Christian,

I know you don’t like being called elderly, so let’s start with me begging your pardon for not coming up with a better word to describe your current phase of life (it’s better than “old,” right?).  Now that we’ve got that out of the way, I need to ask you a favor: please get off the sidelines and get back into the game. Read more

Family Members Are Kind of Like Messy Salad Bar Customers

The other day, I was at this salad bar where they had one of my favorite salad ingredients: chopped, boiled eggs.  They had a small teaspoon that made it really difficult to get out as much egg as I wanted, so I decided to pick up the whole container and turn it slightly sideways to make it go faster.

Let me tell you something: it worked.  About three quarters of the eggs dumped onto the floor, right in the middle of the busiest hour for the little restaurant, which only had two employees working.  And when I got the attention of the cashier and told her what I had done, it felt like I had messed my pants and was asking her to help me clean up. Read more

We Think We’re Going to Live Forever – Because We Are

Tonight, I was on my way upstairs to go to bed when I noticed a little army of ponies, dollhouse family members, and plastic toy accessories lined along the bottom step.  One of my little girls had placed them there very deliberately, so I decided to leave them, rather than clean them up. Read more

A Letter to My Future Teenage Daughters

Dear girls,

The two of you have reached the ages of four and three, which is about the age your Uncle Caleb and I were the night of the Brown’s Chapel Baptist Church Christmas program.  Stick with me, girls, this is going somewhere. Read more

How to Know the Exact Moment You Were Saved

When I was in college, I lived with the perpetual fear that somehow I had missed the salvation boat, that although I had placed my trust in Jesus, in the end, I would come before God’s throne, and He would shake His head and say, “I’m sorry, but you just thought you were saved.” Read more

Parallel Parking Debacle Reveals My Resistance to the Holy Spirit

The other day, I asked my wife to bring my daughters to downtown DC for lunch because it was my youngest child’s birthday, and I wanted us to celebrate as a family.  It was probably a bad idea. Read more

Seven Questions to Ask Yourself Before You Leave a Church

In 2007, my fiancé and I almost left the church I had been a part of for two years.  I was happy there, but we had just gotten engaged, and we figured we might be better off if we just started over at a new church.

In retrospect, we weren’t very thoughtful about the whole thing at all – actually, we were pretty much just feeling our way through the decision.  And I think a lot of people who leave churches do that, because emotions are oftentimes the clearest things in our minds when we’re making these decisions. Read more

A Lesson in Parenting from the Awful Lady at the DMV

Recently, I had the unfortunate occasion to visit the Department of Motor Vehicles in Washington, D.C., to get my driver’s license.  I went late on a Friday afternoon, hoping to avoid a long wait.  I was almost successful. Read more


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