I’m finally comfortable with my vocational calling in life.
This week is as good as any to offer thanksgiving.
I’ve come to a rather simple formula when it comes to money. (Simple to write about, hard to live into).
The spiritual happens in the everyday, ordinary, messy, confusing, painful, and delightful moments of life.
Religion is in decline in America, but not around the world. Why?
One might wonder how spiritual music really is as you read this book.
In the course of seven days, you are bound by this physical and emotional, and yes, spiritual experience.
How does one embrace both loves of country and love of God?
The song “Broken Angels” penetrated my soul and reminded me once again what soft and fragile yet resilient creatures we are.
For a brief moment, we were a community.
Music helps us cope with life’s unexplainable moments.
I have often said I do three things. They are a) provide clarity, b) say thank you and c) cause trouble.
The original post was titled, “Books that have changed my Life,” but that seemed a little over the top.
If you are poor, then you are already a minimalist, and that stinks. Only rich white guys get the joy and freedom of simplicity.
This is public speaking on steroids.