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The house smelled perilously like the makeup counter at the mall.  A terrific blend of scent that elicited in my nervous system a universal alarm: DANGER!  DO NOT ENTER. The Frozen soundtrack resounded at decibels far beyond my comfort level. And in our living room were flowers, candles, and a stack of the biggest, fluffiest,...

I wasn’t doing well at all. On a human level, the equation for “make life work” seemed pretty simple. And I couldn’t believe how much I was blowing it.  In reality, I had fallen under the spell that Chesterton calls the great calamity of the riddle of the earth:  I had forgotten who I was...

We could barely turn the page, knowing it meant accepting the reality that Little Britches would lose his father.  At the vulnerable age of eleven, it was more for young Ralph Moody (whose cowboy mentors had nicknamed Little Britches) than losing his dad.  It was losing the epicenter of his reality, the well from which...

Decades from now when I look back on these years of raising young children, I doubt that few memories will be more superb than the nights we have chosen to pause – snuggling up fireside or by hurricane lamp, breathing a bit slower, letting our souls catch up with our lives (if only for a...

We are accepting applications through January 15th for this event uniquely designed for world changing leaders of men. Click here for more details and to apply. Special Note – 5-6 spots will be reserved for graduates of past Intensive retreats.  In order to be considered for these spots, alumni can fill out the same application...

I came home from work just in time to tag team with Cherie and send her off to a regular monthly gathering of women. I took off my work-hat and donned my dad-hat, diving deep into the list of what we had to accomplish for the night. I finished the dinner Cherie had graciously begun,...