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Can I be transparent for a moment? Even with a perceived look of success, I daily struggle with am I good enough. Am I good enough business man? Am I good enough father? Am I good enough communicator? It is a daily struggle - but somehow I persevere.

My hard drive crashed.  And while there is a multiplicity of files that I have lost. What I have not lost is my ability to create.  In fact in most cases, I can re-create everything that I've lost. So my friend as long as you are...

The Experience Dear Friends,Hope all is well. As many of you know, on May 7th, we held what I guess could be called our first preview service. Even without a lot of on the street marketing, God sent roughly 45 people. Our special guest was the...

Well is has been a year since I put on my big boy pants and moved to Uptown Charlotte. A lot has happened, the business model has changed. The company has taken on a brand of its own. I have made many mistakes, but had...

In a college football a young player and another player got into animated discussion on whether it was the receiver or the rushers that were the the main catalyst for the team's success. Each player made their points. The receiver boasted the overwhelming yardage that he had gained through the aerial assault of the team - of all the touchdown passes he had caught. The rusher countered with all of the yards he had rushed. He boasted of the many touchdowns he rushed,the last minute yardage gained that resulted in a touchdown.

When life gets rough. I use what God has given me. I pull out my recording equipment and I play. I don't have a certain sing bi just play. I use my gift and guess what when I am done, I feel better. Thank God for...

12 Live such good lives among the pagans that, though they accuse you of doing wrong, they may see your good deeds and glorify God on the day he visits us. Today I wanted to cuss someone out. Yes I did. I promise you I did. Every...

[callout]I just posted this Facebook - - But I wanted to share it here [/callout] I am grateful - My time-capsule hard drive crashed and I lost 5 years and 2 terrabytes of design work- but ByrdBoy1 texted to tell me that he loves me -- My bills...

Just finished the morning - Deleting 170 Gigs of duplicate, misplaced, and extraneous files.   Just like in life, you never know how much extra you pick up in the hard drive of your mind, your heart, and just your space. Misplaced -  Over the years I...

I Got this advice last night and it was some of the best advice I have received. It is simple.   GET OUT OF THE WAY LET GOD DO WHAT HE IS GOING TO DO AND YOU JUST AGREE WITH IT. Simple -...

Today marks the one year anniversary of my grandfather's passing. One year ago, I spent the morning calling relatives and relaying the news. I thought I was prepared. But I was not. What I have realized over the last year is that I had been in a huge depression for several years. A downward spiral that was stealing my creativity. I was preparing not for the death of my grandfather, but I had been preparing my own death. Death of my dreams, death of my calling, and the death of my destiny. A slow painful death where I just let it go, without care. A funny thing happened when my grandfather died. I wrote a blog post that was called "Lessons From My Grandfather". You can read it here. In this blog post I listed several lessons I had learned throughout the years of my grandfather living with me. This blog went on to become a talk and presentation and basically a battle cry from my soul. You see my grandfather didn't leave me in sadness. He left me with gladness. He left me a blueprint for success. A reset if you will. He left me with the gift of HOPE and DETERMINATION.

This story touched me this morning. I hope it inspires you as well. Joseph "Gabe" Sonnier used to clean up after everyone at Port Barre Elementary in Port Barre, La. Now, the former janitor is the principal at that school. The journey to his promotion began in 1985...

Like many of you, I have been saddened by the death of Nelson Mandela. While I looked for ways to speak about what his life and his struggle meant to me, I came across this quote from his grandson Zwelabo. Zwelebo Mandela is a student...