I remember sitting in my doctor's office after being diagnosed with major depression. She explained that there was likely a problem with the chemicals in my brain that would require medication. There wasn't a cure—only management. Therapy. Medication. Prayer. Exercise. Then she said something that
In my battle with depression, I've learned a lot about my brain. The brain is an organ just like any other organ in the body. It can be healthy, and it can become unhealthy. Like our heart or our lungs, it requires care. Most of us already know
I was driving Uber yesterday and had one of my favorite rides in a long time. A couple got into my car, and for whatever reason, the woman and I instantly started talking about God. Whenever that happens, it's incredibly interesting. We spent nearly the entire hour talking
Over the past few years, I've had to pay much closer attention to my health—especially my mental health. I live with depression and anxiety. Living with these challenges can be exhausting. Some days are good, while others feel like a roller coaster. In my case, there is
This weekend was Father’s Day weekend. It turned out to be a beautiful weekend—one I didn’t plan myself. My father took care of everything. He picked out a beautiful house on a lake and even drove the entire way there and back. We spent time outdoors, hiked
As America approaches its 250th birthday, it seems our biggest political question is: Are you a Republican or a Democrat? It's worth remembering that even George Washington warned that political parties could eventually undermine what the Founders had worked so hard to create. The reason is surprisingly simple.
Jesus wasn’t on my list when He found me. On my list was: Dream house ✔️ Financial security ✔️ Family ✔️ Golden Retriever ✔️ I thought I had finally reached solid ground. My firm foundation. I was wrong. That’s when the rug got pulled out from under me. Finances. Family. House. Gone.
A few years ago, I found out that my ex-wife was in love with another guy that I knew. There had been so many warning signs when we were married. Everything felt off. We had become roommates, and not happy ones. I was made to feel like I was
It’s been a very interesting few months. All of my job applications have officially… failed. Despite having a master’s degree, applying for jobs has started to feel almost impossible. As I prayed about this, a thought hit me that felt like it came straight from God: Do you
The past few weeks have been pretty interesting. Logan decided he wants to be a golfer, so we’ve been spending our early spring out at the driving range. Honestly, he’s pretty good for someone who’s never even held a club before. Golf has never really been my
One of my most successful friends came to visit me unexpectedly. It’s funny—I met him back when he was still in college, before he had built anything. Since then, he’s experienced the kind of wild success most people only dream about. But anyone who’s seen that
For those of you that don't know what an angel tree is: It’s a Christmas tree set up during the holidays with something called angel tags. The tags have just four simple pieces of information: the person’s name, address, and what they need (not want) for
Somewhere along the way, the hiring process forgot it involves humans. You apply. Silence. Then—progress! A Calendly link appears, like a digital breadcrumb. You take the meeting. It goes well. You send a thoughtful follow-up. Silence again. A week later, another invite. Another conversation. Another thank-you email.
Watching organizational drama unfold over my career has been fascinating. Time and again, I’ve seen the same pattern: power concentrates in a single, deeply flawed leader who begins micromanaging every decision. What starts as efficiency turns into control. What looks like leadership turns into bottleneck. And in the end,
Last week, I was giving a nice mom and daughter a ride out to Hilton Head Island. Both were golfers headed to stay at a luxurious golf course. The daughter sat quietly playing a game of Sudoku. As we were driving, the mom casually asked me, “Why are you driving
In Conscious Capitalism, John Mackey, founder of Whole Foods Market, argues that a healthy business must create value for all of its stakeholders. He describes this as a “win–win–win” model: * A win for owners * A win for employees * A win for customers A sustainable enterprise requires these three
Disclaimer: My goal in telling you this is not for credit or glory. All credit for this holy moment belongs to God. A few people have asked me why I try to help strangers when I can. If this story encourages even one of you to do the same, then
Freedom Slavery Low Expenses Golden Handcuffs Wisdom Gold Quality Time No Time for Quality Needs Met Emotions: Wants + Desires Family Co-Workers Community Everyone for Themselves Healthy Stressed Being Present Past + Future Letting God Lead Clinging to Control We Me I am weak without God I am strong without God
I’ve seen the same pattern in almost every organization where I’ve worked: All power becomes vested in one deeply flawed leader. Why? Because of the golden rule of business: the one with the gold makes the rules. 💡Of course, the ACTUAL golden rule is: "Do to others
I resist being controlled by others. I think this has been part of me since birth. Over time, that resistance became my comfort zone—because I am an only child. Being an only child meant I never had to share. I didn’t grow up competing for my parents’ attention;
Honestly, I’m tired of keeping up the appearance that I have life completely figured out. Keeping up appearances is exhausting. So I stopped. I deleted social media. Friends who unsubscribed from this newsletter? Meh. That’s okay. (Seriously. 😄) I think it’s time for us to find real friends—
And trials... they definitely came. After striking out in real estate, I decided to take some time off—volunteering, traveling, trying to listen for what was next. When that chapter wrapped, I thought: Alright God, time to get back to work. God had other plans. After 70+ job applications and
Most of life’s great moments are unplanned. I wasn’t planning on going to Rome. Maybe one day, when I retired. I definitely wasn’t planning to go there by myself. And I certainly didn’t plan on climbing stone stairs on my knees. Yet there I was—on
I didn’t grow up thinking about Joy. No teacher ever taught me to seek her out or recognize her. So I never noticed she was missing from my life. Mostly because I was taught something else entirely: make as much money as possible—and then, and only then, Joy