I’ve been speaking and singing on behalf of Compassion International in 80 to 100 cities every year for seven years. And being the nerd I am I’ve studied the results and found that as crowds get larger they also become less compassionate. View Post
When I have too much work to do to blog, guess what? I blog my work. View Post
“How was the reunion?” I’ve been asked a dozen times.
In a word? Weird. View Post
We dropped the kids off with grandparents in Texas, went to my twentieth high school reunion, and then drove back home to Tennessee. In the quiet. Just the two of us. View Post
It’s been twenty years since I graduated from Robert E. Lee high school in Tyler, Texas. I’m headed back there this weekend for a reunion. View Post
A year ago today our family of five piled into the minivan and drove to a church outside of Nashville. We sat in the tiny chairs of a children’s Sunday school class and listened as our social worker explained the situation, walked us through paperwork, and we signed our names. View Post