Continued from My worst project - Lesson 2: Not matching setup to the expectations It was the summer of 1988 and there we were in the steamy Yucata...
This morning (I'm typing this at stinkin' 6 a.m. - that's how committed to you guys I am), Karen and I are flying off to Hong Kong to debrief Talia an...
Sean Taylor, all-pro safety for the Washington Redskins, died a few minutes ago. A man broke into his home yesterday and shot him. He was 24 and leave...
My son Seth's team visited a tuberculosis clinic on an island in the Philippines. Traci's Not Your Typical Alfredo blog about the experience puts you ...
One sweltering summer afternoon in the Reynosa Salvation Army orphanage I sat in a swing for about half an hour with an orphan on my lap. He was n...
The article below just appeared last week in Yahoo. I went to Swaziland in 2004 and was appalled to see that 70,000 children were considered orphans -...
God loves surprise endings. He delights in unexpected plot twists that leave you saying, "I didn't see that one coming." He loves to swoop in at the e...
Christianity, when it looks as God intended, looks like a movement. At its outset, it resembled a starfish - cut off an arm and a new one grows in its...
Yesterday I outlined a few principles of organic open-source movements. A few of us feel that this next generation is ready for one. They are hungeri...
