I can’t

I can’t. His quick, interrupting answer took me a little off guard. I hadn’t finished my question and he had only begun to guess what it was that I would ask. I knew better than to ask what it was that he thought he couldn’t do. I also knew that he … There's More →


The Missionary and the 10 fold Church: A True Allegory

allegory |ˈalɪg(ə)ri|noun ( pl. allegories )a story, poem, or picture which can be interpreted to reveal a hidden meaning, typically a moral or political one: Pilgrim’s Progress is an allegory of the spiritual journey.• a symbol. Though written as an allegory, sadly the following account is not at all symbolic. Once upon a time a missionary preached on the miracle of … There's More →


Comme Si, Como What? English please.

Basically every night our supper table turns into a hodgepodge of languages. Up until recently it just ping-ponged from English to Portuguese, and whenever it got too far over to the latin side, I would come in sounding very authoritative. English please. We’re speaking English right now. When one starts … There's More →


Book Review: Growing Up

Ever since I read, Accidental Missionary by Steve Murrell, I’ve determined to make discipleship the clear focus of our ministry here in Portugal. For the last several months I’ve been saying over and over to our church that we need to make disciples who also want to make other disciples. … There's More →


What God’s Doing in Northern Portugal

While what you read below isn’t all that God’s doing in northern Portugal, it gives you a little idea about what has gone on with our family and ministry lately. I wish that I could share more, but just know that His unseen hand is ever-present. Family It’s been a … There's More →


The House of the devil

I apologize for the prolonged absence on the blog. We have been moving to a new house, and at the very same time, my computer decided to blow its logic board. I’m still awaiting its return, but was able to post from the iPad today. A few weeks ago as … There's More →


Bring Your A-Game

I wonder what it looked like when the disciples argued with each other. You had at least three sets of brothers in the twelve, and if you don’t think there was a bunch of squabbling, you probably don’t have any brothers or sisters. They harassed each other, got sick of … There's More →


Best of…July

It’s been a few months since we’ve done a collection of “best of” links here on the blog. So, go with us on a trip down memory lane. For those of you who don’t know, Nina started her blog, Portugal Bound, waaayyy back in 2007. It has gone through stops … There's More →


Coaching and Preaching

Everybody on this side of the ball needs to drive his man to the sideline, and everybody on this side of the ball needs to drive his man to the other sideline! As much as I tried to explain, they just weren’t getting the concept. After a few repetitions it still wasn’t clicking, so I went … There's More →


Make a Mark

You’re going to meet someone today. They may change your life, or you may never see them again for the rest of eternity. You’ll meet someone today and create a memory. Depending upon the depth of your conversation or the magnitude of your gesture, you’ll make an impact on somebody. … There's More →


Why do you follow Jesus?

Why do you follow Jesus? Who is he to you? For some he is a strange sort of magician. People follow him because they want to see what he’s going to do next. They want to be fascinated and astounded by the wonderful power that he has. They constantly want … There's More →


Lean into it

He holds his hands up, just above his head, palms skyward as he walks to the car. His head already wet from the morning cow-lick correction, he just wants to feel the rain on his palms. It’s better that way. It makes sense when you’re six. He finally relents and … There's More →


#2 Thing I Don’t Miss

I woke up itching on my forearms. A crazy sort of itch. Wild and hot…it burned the more I scratched, but I couldn’t stop scratching. I fumbled around in the medicine box and found some cortisone cream. I lathered it up and down my arms. Tried to go back to … There's More →


#1 Thing I Don’t Miss

On our way back to the house after a few hours on the beach, Michael and I were talking about how cool it is to slip away on a Monday morning to lay in the sun on a deserted beach.  It takes us about 8 minutes to get there.  It’s … There's More →


Does God care about football?

A quick post on game day! Next week maybe I’ll explore this subject more in depth.  Gondizalves, Portugal. The Maximinos Warriors will try to dispense with the Celtics from Gaia in short order. American football in Portugal. Its obscurity doesn’t tell the true story of its relevance. Or of its … There's More →


What John saw in Jesus: 5 Doctrines that Preach the Gospel

This is the first in a series that I’ll be posting here as we walk through the book of John. I’m going to try to go chapter by chapter and pretty quickly, not getting bogged down on too many details. I pray that it edifies you and would love to hear from … There's More →


Ministry and blessings

You ever set out to be a blessing and just keep getting blessed in return? It’s like a constant reminder that it really is better to give than to receive. Because when you give, in so many other ways, you’re really receiving. This past weekend, Nina and I traveled to … There's More →


Hit the target

With a gold medal already in the bag, American shooter Matt Emmons was one shot away from double gold in the 2004 Athens Olympics. Matt was at the top of his game. He had already won the International Shooting Sport Federation Championship in 2002 and 2004. His final target was … There's More →


…in the hands of a mighty man…

Having 5 kids in Portugal makes you a lot of things. Don’t bother with what reality says, perception contradicts her. Having 5 kids definitely makes you a lot of things, pleasant or not. Having 5 kids at 38, in Portugal makes you even more things. If I were 88 with … There's More →


Humbled by Generosity

I was on the phone helping a friend schedule appointments in the States when the email arrived. The notification flashed across the screen and was gone. All I saw was Paypal. Like a best seller around a librarian, that kind of email doesn’t stay unread for long. So I swiped … There's More →


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