Scrambled Signals

I love my satellite radio, and I’m not exactly sure why. Perhaps it is the sheer volume of choices – like a kid in a candy store with eyes that are bigger than his stomach. You can even tune into traffic reports from halfway across the nation. Perhaps it is the...

Back to the Basics

I am by nature a planner. I make lists. I cross things off the list when I am done. It all makes sense in my head. My family, however, consistently pokes fun at my anal retentiveness. Maybe it is the yellow post-it note of lists that I carry on my person at all times....

So Many Choices, Only One Truth

My associate pastor and I both have an affinity for buffets. In order to brainstorm, we need brainfood. So when we have strategy sessions, we like to go to the local Chinese restaurant. The one near our church has more than enough brainfood to satisfy this pastor. As...

Don’t Fear the Golden Sombrero

I didn’t quite know how we would be received. Would people slam the door in our face? Would they even answer the door? The church I was attending was asking the members to go door-to-door around the community inviting others to join us for a new contemporary worship...

Won’t You Be My Neighbor?

A couple of weeks before we got married, my wife began to move in some of her items into my townhouse. As we were pulling out of the driveway that day she interrupted our idle chatter, “Oh and I can’t wait to meet your neighbors!” I sat silent. She gave me her...