An Unexpected Twist

There I was, sitting in a room full of kids with a whole row of 8th grade boys in front of me. I had heard about these boys, how they had been nigh uncontrollable throughout junior high. I was verifying with my own eyes their unwillingness to quiet down, listen to...

Why the Truth Hurts, yet Hurts so Good!

Let’s see, who can I be grateful for today? Well, sometimes it’s the uncomfortable challenges a person is willing to subject you to that end up being worthy of great thanks, particularly if done in a respectful way. So today I want to thank my former youth...