I used to be a golfer. It was another lifetime ago. It was a context where my heart was first opened to beauty- walking alone on late summer evenings during rounds on the local public course. Now my golf consists of borrowed clubs and a round of best ball with a few buddies once a...
I was caught off guard by the beauty. I had just driven out of the Miami International Airport (which could be the ugliest and most run down airport in the US). I picked up the rental car and pointed southwards to meet up with my brother and dad and to chase tarpon on the fly...
We live in an era of unprecedented accessibility. And I would like to suggest that it’s killing us. But first, a few cell phone faux pas: I’ve butt dialed Darryl Evans. While trying to play downloaded games on my smart phone, my three-year-old daughter has directly called both a megachurch pastor and the president of...
Today I received an email from a young man who heard me teach at a recent Wild at Heart retreat. His email was simple and startlingly refreshing. “Can you give me the names of a few authors you would recommend as I start out on this journey?” It’s rare for me to hear good men...
I remember the moment like it was yesterday. John and I were in his truck driving back from an elk hunt, once again with no elk in our possession. We have affectionately come to know our noble pursuit of archery hunting in the backcountry of Colorado as “armed hiking.” After all, it is rare to...
I’ll never forget the day Cherie and I were standing in Home Depot. We had just bought our “dream house” and like many honeymooners, we too were convinced that buying a “fixer upper” and putting some sweat equity into it would transform it from a house to a home. It’s a stage every young couple...
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