I’m giving you permission! Guilt-free and with some attitude, eat your dessert first. Hold a Turkey leg like a barbarian. Hug your mom and dad. Watch the Iron Bowl. Scream at the TV. Eat a piece of pie. Then another. Put on your stretchy pants. Take a nap. Count your blessings.
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I have a special place in my heart for pastors. It makes sense. If I were a mechanic, maybe I’d have a soft…
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In recent days, the subject of Sabbath Rest has resurfaced among the Christian community. To say I’m happy with the resurgence is an…
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This season of the year is demanding for pastors. For clarity, I have no illusions that my vocation is any more stressful than…
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I don’t dance—at least not well. I tend to look like a limp fish, with synchronized flipping and flopping to the music. But…
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