∞ Along the road to Purpose there is a town called Comfortable. Hidden perfectly within the mountains, it sits just beyond the river and past the canyon. It’s a beautiful town — quiet, unassuming and kind. Most who live there…
Too often, I feel like no one can relate to my life–no one can understand where I’m coming from. In my frustration, I isolate myself on my own little island, set up camp, and throw a one-man pity party. However,…
In high school, the number that adorned my baseball uniform was, forty-one. It was my number. I took possession of it and owned it. It didn’t have any significant meaning at the time, but since has taken on a life…
My grandfather, Mendel Ham, grew up on a farm in rural South Carolina. Racial inequality was rampant in the Deep South during the 1930’s, but one of his best friends was an African-American farm hand. That pretty much sums up my grandfather—the…
I love NC State football. As a 2004 graduate, I bleed Red & White! Last week, we hosted the #3 Clemson Tigers. The game was televised on ESPN’s Thursday Night Primetime and I was there with 57,000 others cheering on the…
Jen wakes up every morning around 4am, and although it’s early, she doesn’t mind, at least she lives at the beach. She gets ready for her day, just like every other day, but then she remembers that today is different.…
I was thirty-two. My wife and I had grown accustomed to a new definition of marriage, one layered with the responsibilities of raising three boys. The fact that they were all under the age of three just added to the…
