Redemption’s Playbook
Sports films, and particularly those about football, have a strong inspirational bend. You can add the upcoming “The Senior” to that list.
Inspiration
The Kid On The Plane
This story was told to me. And now I am telling it to you. The young man was boarding a plane. He was pierced with all manner of shiny rings, covered in a quiltwork of tattoos. His hair was long. He wore black leather. Lots of zippers. He looked like an outsider. And he went to a lot of trouble to look that way.
The 23rd Sean
“The Lord is my shepherd…” It’s hard for Americans to imagine shepherds. We don’t HAVE shepherds in our culture. We have Walmarts and Chipotles.
Soli Deo Gloria!
Have you ever been moved by a piece of music? Has a gorgeous sunset brought tears to your eyes? Have you ever been overwhelmed by the glory of God?
Angel of War
Mister William was old when I interviewed him years ago. Ancient, actually. Mid-nineties. Bent and pale. “It was World War II,” William began. “I was in Italy…”
Is Charlie’s Assassin Feral Or Just Indoctrinated?
America has created generation after generation of feral boys/men. A young man “full of hate,” assassinated Charlie Kirk because too many young people were listening to Charlie’s message. This begs the question: Is Tyler Robinson feral or just indoctrinated by The Left?
When Evil Silences a Voice: From MLK to Charlie Kirk
In April 1968, Martin Luther King Jr. was gunned down in Memphis. His death was not random. It was not the product of chance. It was the deliberate silencing of a man who dared to challenge power, expose lies, and stand firm for truth.
Kiss An Angel Good Morning
“Hi, Sean…” the email began. “…I just read your article in the newspaper about angels! No offense, but I laughed the whole way through. I cannot believe, in the 21st Century, humans still believe in angels. I am still laughing at you!”
Seventy-Two Years
You died by suicide 30 years ago. You hated yourself. You hated this life. You hated where the world was heading. So you left. You’d probably hate it even more today. For one thing, they sell water in bottles now.
A Story About a Mom
She was a cleaning woman. Two kids. One cat. She was going under, fast. She could not afford this month’s rent. The landlord was already preparing to kick her out. She was working from can to can’t…
555
Therapy Road was 2 hours and 30 minutes. This haul is all day averaging 5 times every two months which equals 30 days a year or one month a year on the road. That’s a lot of time.
The Old Man on the Camino
Seated beside me was an elderly pilgrim who seemingly had energy to converse. His beard was white. His skin was shoe leather. His odor was ripe. He looked like a cross between Moses and a Hobbit.
Advice For Young Raccoons
Charlotte is a student at West Virginia University. The 19-year-old emailed me asking for relationship advice concerning her ex-boyfriend, John, who once hurt her very badly. Tragically, I don’t give advice. But I can tell you a story, Charlotte.
Letting Your Leaves Fall
While the trees are letting go of their leaves, maybe there are things that we need to let go of, too.
What Happens in Diners, Stays in Diners
Before the boy sat a massive meal. Bacon. Eggs. Huge glass of chocolate milk. Stack of pancakes bigger than a midsize SUV.
Your Face Will Get Stuck Like That!
My mother always told me to smile. Especially when I didn’t want to. She often told me to smile when I was sad, when trying on school clothes, or whenever I was forced to eat beef liver at gunpoint.
A Love Manifesto
I love marshmallows. I love Basset hounds. I love the smell of fresh-cut grass. I love sunlight. And I love the way a baby feels in your arms, all squishy and warm.
Footprints in the Sand
I had a dream. I was walking on the beach with God. We were the only two on the shore. God was very tall.
The first thing that struck me was that God was nothing like I thought he’d be.
When the Pipes Burst
Life’s burst-pipe moments may feel overwhelming, but God promises His steady presence and restoration through them.
The Radio Star
The school cafeteria. The boys were all sitting together, doing what teenage boys do. Horsing around, talking about girls, probably trying to make milk spew from each other’s nostrils.