The Most Fortunate Man in the World, R.I.P.

The Most Fortunate Man in the World, R.I.P.

ATLANTA, GEORGIA—I recently attended the memorial service of an old friend, Brady Clark. He was my age. And he was way too young to die. Almost three decades ago, Brady preached at Victory Manila. After all these years I still remember the gist of his sermon: “It...
Top 10 Highlights of 2013

Top 10 Highlights of 2013

I guess the last day of the year is as good as any other day to start blogging again. Another year has ended, and another is about to start. Now is the time to look back and thank God for a great year. In my opinion, 2013 was one of the best years ever! Of course, I...
The Danger of Outsourcing Discipleship to Youth Pastors

The Danger of Outsourcing Discipleship to Youth Pastors

QUESTION. Are pastors equipping parents to disciple their children, or are they hiring youth pastors and kid’s ministers to do what parents should do? In other words, are we outsourcing discipleship to paid professionals, while inadvertently relegating parents to the...
Top 10 Personal Finance Tips (Before You Die)

Top 10 Personal Finance Tips (Before You Die)

FRANKLIN, TENNESSEE, USA—After a long flight from Manila, Deborah and I landed in Nashville Friday afternoon. Despite jet lag, Saturday morning I got up and drove to Bethel Franklin for our third Saturday of the month Men’s Discipleship (and breakfast). James Starr,...
Working Hard or Chasing Fantasies?

Working Hard or Chasing Fantasies?

When it comes to work ethic, I was raised old-school by a West Texas dad who felt it was his parental duty to teach the next generation the value of minimum wage, back-breaking, manual labor. The first job he arranged for me was digging ditches. That’s right, my dad...
27 Years Ago My Life Was Radically Changed Forever

27 Years Ago My Life Was Radically Changed Forever

BONIFACIO GLOBAL CITY, PHILIPPINES—Woke up early this morning. Jet lag makes me feel real spiritual, for a few days anyway. I watched the sunrise. Beautiful sight from my sixteenth-floor apartment. Once the jet lag wears off I won’t see the sunrise anymore. I’m not...