George Bernard Shaw wasn’t being complimentary when he observed: “He knows nothing; and he thinks he knows everything. That points clearly to a political career.” Given the choice between those conditions, it’s better to know nothing than to think you know everything.

If you’re a football fan, this is a big week in your annual calendar. It’s the kind of “got to” that makes adjustments to many of the other steady commitments that define the rest of your year, which step-aside to make space for the epic exception.

So: who gets to call themselves “Christian?” There were no brand consultants offering their counsel to the early generations of the Jews who had become part of the belief movement that had been dubbed The Way:

“I have a dream…”
If your default historical horizon is biblical, your search presents Joseph as “The Dreamer” whose life became the basis for more verses in Genesis than Abraham, Isaac, or his father, Jacob.

For decades, my travels had put me in overnight spots that ranged from cushy to chaotic. We had stayed in some of the world’s best hospitality environs, and we had also been in places where UN Peacekeepers were sleeping in the next block. Four years ago today, I woke up with a familiar conscious reaction:

New: not existing before; made, introduced or discovered recently, or, now, for the first time; just beginning and regarded as better than what went before. For the next few weeks, we’ll all be shaking the holiday dust off our tongues. Standard greeting, at least until the Pro Bowl: “Happy New Year!” Everybody wants new; it’s

In the next couple of days, investment decisions will be made with eternal implications. For 51 weeks every year, most affluent Christians stay under-the-radar with their Kingdom donations. For many, their weekly/monthly giving mirrors the disciples who sit down-the-row on Sundays. But, in the last days of the year, things change for them, often significantly.

The background music for the human race was written in a minor key. People woke every morning to a tone of tension, knowing something was wrong but not having a solution. The deep longings of the soul had no resolution; darkness prevailed; the need for light was universal… John wrote his version of the Christmas

Can you hear it? Like you, I’m immersed in Christmas. My station – “The Message,” on SiriusXM – has been playing only Christmas music since Thanksgiving. For the last month, I’ve heard Bing Crosby’s voice more than I’ve heard Cheri’s. Right now, I have my Christmas ’25 most-repeated tune playing. In fact, I’ve likely played

Not much left of 2025, is there? We’re both pressed – you and I – to make some pretty big things happen between now and the time the crowd cheers the end of ’25 and the start of ’26. How can we finish this big year in a way that makes it a truly Big