Asleep at the Wheel
Have you ever been asleep at the wheel? In the business world, it’s called strategic drift. How many of you still carry a Nokia or Motorola cell phone? Or have a Myspace page? Sometimes it’s…
Affirm . . . Or Not
The Five Love Languages by Gary Chapman has sold over 8 million copies. Chapman, a pastor and counselor, says we tend to give, receive and appreciate love in five ways or ‘languages,’ one of which…
Finding Community
Do you have a true friend? Someone who knows your ‘dark corners’? Someone who knows everything about you . . . knows your story, what you struggle with, what you dream about? Not many guys…
One-a-Day For a Week
Life sucks the courage out of us. Day by day, we’re disappointed, criticized, rejected, abandoned, postponed and distracted. Things we planned to finish remain unfinished. People don’t do what they say, or they do the…
“Well, That’s Just Old Tip”
There have never been two politicians more different than Ronald Reagan and Thomas Phillip “Tip” O’Neill. Reagan was incredibly conservative . . . O’Neill, a staunch liberal. Reagan, a California Republican. O’Neill, a northeastern Democrat….
6 Practices of Intimate Friends
On Thursday night, I walked into a room with 8 total strangers. New mentees ‘grouped up’ by my church . . . future leaders who’ll grow in community this year. Some will scatter when it’s…
Curriculum vs. Community
Old people think they’ve seen it all. But if you keep looking, you can keep learning. Through a men’s group I’m a part of, I’ve learned that people, especially men, can avoid having to open…
The Cost of Community
I’ve been going on and on about the value of community. About being vulnerable with trusted friends. About developing intimate friendships and ‘doing life’ with other guys. About how rich it can be when a…
Telling on Yourself (Part II)
In my last post, I talked about confession – the idea of telling on yourself. Almost everyone agrees that coming out with your screwups is huge and healthy. The Catholic Church encourages anonymous confessions of…
Telling on Yourself
“Tattletale, tattletale, hang your britches on a nail,” we chanted at whoever ran and told on us. No one liked being ratted out, whether it was for throwing rocks or stealing M&Ms. It took guts…
