A young pastor recently asked me to help him with his sermon prep skills. We met at Panera Bread, across the street from my office. The more we talked about his 60–70 hour work week, the more I realized that sermon prep was not the pressing issue in his life, and our...
Slept like a baby last night—woke up every ninety minutes screaming. In case you missed my “accidental missionary” blog yesterday, here’s the story. . . At 8:05 Sunday morning, while making final adjustments on my sermon, I was stabbed in the gut with a giant Rambo...
I post something like this every December—the Murrell family Christmas movie favorites. Since there have not been many good Christmas movies in the past few years, the list looks about the same as last year’s. If you need to get into the Christmas spirit, just plug...
To drink, or not to drink—that is the question that simply will not go away. Disclaimer #1I know there are different views on this subject. I respect people on both sides of the issue. I know some good Christians who drink, and I know some lousy Christians who don’t....
On January 28, 2002, at 9:00 p.m., my dad breathed his last breath and slipped from time into eternity. He was seventy-four years old. His tired lungs just stopped working. He died peacefully because he finally was at peace with God—after a lifetime of resisting the...
Valentine’s day without Deborah. She is still in Nashville, driving for William because of his broken (mangled) ankle. Two more weeks til he can drive himself. So, James and I are home alone in our Manila apartment. I think Joey & Marie B. felt sorry for us, so...
