"27 Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like...

This is the second in a series called Ministries of Mercy, in which we explore some helpful things I have learned along the way as we...

At the corner of our parking lot, there is a box we call the “blessing box.” In it, our congregation and community places canned goods...

Replanting a church is crisis management on multiple levels simply because a church that is in decline is facing a series of crises on...

One year ago, I stood on the edge of a lagoon in Edisto Island, and dreamed of the day we would be coming back. I was there with my wife,...

One of our families has a sticker on the back of her minivan that has become more relevant for me with each passing year. Its truth...

There’s just never been anyone like Miss Connie. Something about the hot weather always reminds me of Miss Connie. Of all the people I...

There aren’t many things I have found that I truly just cannot stand about ministry. There is one thing, however, that creates such...

A couple of weeks ago, our church celebrated 90 years. I found it difficult to describe what it is we were doing, simply because I...

Spiritual growth, like any other type of growth, is seasonal. It’s winter here. In my mind, there are two sections to the cold seasons...

We were on the very top row, but we were in the arena! My wife had purchased tickets for a show that I have always wanted to go see, and...

This post is part three in Monday morning truths: things I have to tell myself each Monday. This week’s truth is this: I spend more time...

This post is part two in Monday morning truths: things I have to tell myself each Monday. This week’s truth is this: My identity is in...

A couple of weeks ago, I posted my list of things I have to remind myself of every Monday morning. I thought it may be helpful to explore...

Our fall family vacation ended three days ago, and I know this because I am 8 pounds (seriously, 8 pounds!) heavier, and it was really...

I am going to be real for a minute here, and it may be a shock to some: Mondays are hard. Mondays didn’t just start being hard when I...

A gentle hum filled the air as I entered the children’s building one Friday afternoon. It seemed pleasant, almost like the sound you hear...

It seemed like everything that could go wrong went wrong. From the very beginning, every little detail that could be missed, every aspect...

One of my most formative moments of the last few years happened in front of a Chick-Fil-A. It was a Tuesday evening, and I was coming...

You don’t have to go far from our church’s building to see hopelessness and brokenness. Our little community abounds with frustrations,...