Words of Hope: Minor Adjustments

Dad loved unity, and he didn't like disagreement. He also was a fierce competitor. Our family could get into heated disputes around politics, news, or even card games. Dad worked on this aspect of his character intentionally throughout my...

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Words of Hope: When Problems Compound

One of the great gifts from my Dad was the discipline to write each day in a gratitude journal. At NBC Camps, we say daily habits reveal our future success. What are the habits I need for my life?...

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Words of Hope: Admirable Faith

My dear friend Josh met Dad in Hawaii. Josh brought his daughter to camp and spent the days watching the coaches and observing. He had drifted away from God, his family, and his life purpose. At the end of...

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Words of Hope: The Anchor and the Cross

A friend of mine called me. Her daughter lost her fiancé in a devasting accident a few months before their wedding. This grief feels unbearable to me. My friend told me grief is personal, and each person navigates grief...

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Words of Hope: Clothe Yourselves

One of my dad’s favorite scriptures was Colossians 3:12-17. It starts, “Therefore as God’s chosen people holy and dearly loved, clothe yourself with compassion… Dad loved imagining clothing himself with these intangible qualities. He would pause and take time...

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Words of Hope: Surprised by Joy

I had been dreading Father's Day. I woke up on Father's Day, assuming it would be a bone-crushing day of sorrow, but it wasn't. I left deep gratitude for my Dad and felt very close to him. His spirit...

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Words of Hope: The Highest Goals

My Dad was incredibly pragmatic. He was a genius at making complex concepts simple and easy to understand. Dad believed the clearer you are in what you want, the better chance you have of getting what you need. First,...

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Words of Hope: The Choice of a Beautiful Life

Dad LOVED slogans—he had hundreds. One of his favorites was, “You win or lose by the way you choose.” This phrase has been on my mind each morning—a simple decision. Do I see my work today as a gift...

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Words of Hope: Whose Job

Growing up, Dad was assigned family jobs. Mine was to haul wood to the basement every Saturday and clean up after the dog. This last task wasn't easy. We had a substantial 140-pound black lab named Challenger, and he...

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Words of Hope: Proof is in the Pudding

When we ask forgiveness without change, we commit further harm. Teresa was an angry parent. Despite her best intentions, she often yelled at her kids, pushed them into their chairs, grabbed their faces in anger, and said mean things....

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