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Learning how to communicate with your children is tough. Have you ever felt like getting your kids to open up and talk to you is like trying to open up Fort Knox? Dads, it time to listen up. Don’t Be a Jack and let those moments slip by. It’s time to engage your...
Recently I was listening to a group of Christian young men who had just completed their first year in college. I heard statements like “eye-opening,” “they don’t teach you this in High School,” “I wish I could do the first semester over again,” “I did not know what I...
As a new father with aspirations of Biblical Fatherhood, I experience the daily joys and blessings of raising a little girl. Although she is not yet a year old, I am growing in my knowledge and understanding of what it means to be a husband and father through God’s...
I have spent most of my life trying to change myself. Maybe it was the voice of condemnation that I grew up with or maybe the small, well-intentioned Baptist church I grew up in. Could it be because I looked to others to define myself, or how I hung my identity on...
We are a very competitive nation; from our sports, to our business, to our hunting activities, and even our politics, we compete in many facets. We find ways of measuring everything from the size of car engines to deer racks. America is one giant competitive engine in...
I long for deeper and closer friendships in my life, and I have been grateful for the men who have come into my world. But, often the same men I would want as a closer brother, I can struggle with deep envy of. I am both drawn to them and their gifts, yet at the same...
Halloween has been my favorite holiday since I was a kid. The buzz and excitement that comes with decorating your house, carving pumpkins, dressing up, and getting candy; I mean what more could a kid want? As a young boy, I thought it was so cool when my dad and other...
Now... What y'all wanna do? Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers --Puffy Combs, aka Puff Daddy, aka P. Diddy, aka... I am a Judge’s son. Growing up, I was the cute little blond haired kid campaigning on your doorstep and stuttering in a high voice, “Hi....