God keeps a different group of friends than I would keep. Of course there are those of you who love him the best you can and we'd probably share you a...
Some of you need to do what Tracy Chapman sang about in Fast Car: You got a fast car I want a ticket to anywhere Maybe we make a deal ...
I just cleaned a pan in the sink a half an hour ago. Went back and now there it was dirty again! It had fried egg-gunk on it this time. So I turned on...
How are you doing in your fight for hope? As I walked through the airport yesterday, statistically every fifth man I passed didn't have a job and is p...
I sat all day with a couple of angel investors in a NYC club yesterday as they listened to the funding presentations of eight entrepreneurs. Some o...
We move so fast and want to accomplish so much. When I say "we," I mean the American work-first, play-later culture. But, hey, I'm right up there at...
I'm going to write a flawed blog post this morning before going to NYC. Partially to prove a point, hoping that you can complete it with your comments...
Joe Bunting is a writer who is pursued by a dream that wants to kill him. I asked him to guest post about that. I have a kingdom dream, but I almos...
Some weeks you encounter such evil in the world that you shake your head. Last night I got a call from one of our ministry partners about a man who wa...
Summers mean a change of pace around the Barnes home. We do things slower. I came home from work yesterday and Karen, Emily, and Seth Jr. had an inten...
