Tremendous Tracey
Winsome, Lose Some
Everybody loved my father, 99 and 44/100 percent of them anyway. Seventeen years after he died, a speaker wrote in to tell me about the woman in the front row who never came around, and what Charlie did about her that cost him half a keynote.
The Calf Kissers
Addiction isn't a weakness. It's devotion aimed at the wrong altar. A line from Ty Ngachira sent me back to a strange little phrase in Hosea 13 — "kiss the calves" — where God's people melted their own silver into an idol and bowed to the work of their own hands. Money does that. It doesn't create what's inside us; it reveals and magnifies it. Hand a fortune to a whole person, and it becomes a tool. Hand it to a hollow one, and it becomes a god. From Arthur Guinness to Milton Hershey to a short tax collector in a sycamore tree, here's what righteous wealth looks like when devotion gets redirected.
Beyond Focus: The Power of Situational Awareness in Leadership
Would You Rather be Bigger or Better?
Bring on the Harvest
