Have you ever trained for something? A test. A competition. A job. A race. I remember training for a half marathon a few years back. I was excited because my wife actually wanted to run the race also.
In a world that is consumed by a disease of productivity and activity, rest can be an antidote for the soul.
The primary reason my training in track was astounding, was because of my coach. Training was his thing. He wanted us not just to run faster and better - his goal was for us to know how and why we could run faster. The same must be true in our parenting...
62 seconds. That is how long it took me to run my first ever 400 meter sprint as a sophomore in high school. For those of you who don't know, that is not something to be proud of when competing... Continue Reading →
Prejudice and Grace. When the former comes to mind, what do you think of? Maybe racism, the Civil War, city gangs, or other such cultural problems. On a larger scale, people like Hitler, murderers, and supremacists come to mind. But... Continue Reading →
Preacher on the Run... 