Last month I wrote about an opportunity you have to join me for a Haiti Vision Trip this April 6-9. This is your friendly reminder that you need to register for that trip ASAP. (And if you thought you missed the deadline, you did, but God’s grace is sufficient for you to register late.)
I’m not a worship leader. My butt is too big for skinny jeans. My high school piano teacher told me to quit trying to learn. And no one would knowingly hand me a microphone to sing into.
That means that at least once per week I’m lead in worship. And that means that while the worship leaders are up there singing songs and talking and doing their thing, I’ve got lots and lots of time to think down here.
So accept this as a personal lament, not indictment. I’m sharing it while longing, praying, and seeking something I don’t even know exists.
Sometimes my worlds converge in the most awesome way.
ParentMinistry.net is a project I started working on about a year ago for Jeremy Lee. Basically, Jeremy’s site helps your church staff better minister to parents of teenagers by providing the easy-to-use, timely, and just plain awesome content.
Well, February 26th Jeremy has booked my very own partner-in-crime, Marko, as the speaker for his next free monthly webinar.
It’s kind of like an episode of Love Connection. Two folks whom I love working with, coming together for an hour of discussion about the minds of teenagers. The best part? It’s totally free!
So do yourself a favor.
1 John 3:16-18
This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us. And we ought to lay down our lives for our brothers and sisters. If anyone has material possessions and sees a brother or sister in need but has no pity on them, how can the love of God be in that person? Dear children, let us not love with words or speech but with actions and in truth.
For some, Valentine’s Day is a day you sit a little closer or go out on a special date or send your kids to school with some red-topped cupcakes.
But for the brokenhearted it’s a reminder that you are brokenhearted. Today leaves you lonely, grasping for something you once had or always wanted.
I don’t really know what Lent and Will Smith have to do with anything. But, being Ash Wednesday, I did wake up with Lent on my mind.
And apparently 1990’s populist rap.
So putting my 1990s-ness with my thoughts about Lent and apparently this makes, Getting Lenty With It.
Despite 30,000 miles in air travel in January a major narrative in my life was two Lenten products we just released at The Youth Cartel.
It’s been a month since my trip to Zimbabwe. I’m still processing the whole thing. I can tell you everything I saw but I have a hard time describing what it all means.
The past few weeks we’ve hit a little hole in our personal finances.
When you own a business there are cycles during each year when all of the cash goes out and there isn’t very much coming in. (There are opposite cycles, too. When that happens you are like… “Where did all this money come from?“)
Sometimes you come across statements about teenagers that are just so over-the-top that you have to laugh.
Today the Centers for Disease Control (CDC) announced that the teen birth rate is at an all-time low. (More on that in a minute.) But in the press release there’s this hilarious statement from Dr. Jill Rabin, a OB/GYN from Hyde Park, NY:
“It’s important to remember the three I’s when you’re working with teens. They think they’re immortal, invincible and infertile. We have to convince them otherwise and dispel the myths, and the message needs repetition.”
Ah, generalizations. Aren’t they fun?
A proud day for daddy, yesterday. My kids are getting addicted to college basketball. All of them.
Stating the obvious… we are thrilled that Open Boston was last weekend and not this weekend. (Blizzard)
