Crossing Your No Man's Land

Crossing Your No-Mans-Land

I can feel the compression of my vertebre under the weight of body armor, gear, radios, ammo, and water. About 40 pounds, I think–but this is a short patrol and we aren’t taking packs, so at least that’s a bonus…

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Go as a pilgrim

I think this may be my new mantra. It really does touch on some serious topics that I’ve been searching on… Risk. Doing Hard Things. Comraderie. Go as a pilgrim and seek out danger far from the comfort and the well lit avenues of life. Pit your every soul against the unknown and seek stimulation […]

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5 Ways to Develop Self-Confidence

Why would anyone listen to me? I probably wonder this on a daily basis… it’s an insecurity many of us face. But I’ve learned self-confidence over the years, by using a short mental checklist.

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5 Ways of Equipping the Church

The job of a leader is to equip their followers to serve others and to empower growth and maturity. Full stop. Period. Dot.

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Making Christianity Cool

We’ve hit the ground running here in England: establishing Global Adventure, a furniture restoration and decorating hobby/business, and most recently, meeting together with some neighbors (neighbours?) with the intent to “Get Real”. Get Real is the name of our little group of Christ-followers, family, friends, seekers, and curious onlookers. We basically call it that because […]

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In the Heat of Battle… With a Family

I’m often asked what it’s like to take your family into the unknown, into risky and uncertain and possibly unsafe situations. Well, I’m not going to sugarcoat it: it’s hard. It would be one thing going on my own, into dangerous situations, or places where I don’t know the language or where the nearest hospital is. But to take my wife, and small children? Sometimes, it really does seem like I am leading a patrol, bullets flying, with my family alongside me. The fact of the matter is that there will be casualties.

Fight Club

Fight Club

Right. Left. Right. Left. Hook! We were in the church basement, practicing our punches with a North London boxing trainer. We were surrounded by painted nativity scenes, old sound systems, and random Sunday School craft supplies. And we were surrounded by a vision. It’s the vision of a city pastor who is committed to reaching […]

One Man

One Man.

This is a post I originally wrote for Third Option Men. I thought it would be a good one for my readers here. Enjoy! While Jericho’s rubble was still a smoldering heap, a decree was given that none of the normal spoils of war should be touched… not a coin, not a cloak, not a […]