LEARNING MY LINES . . .

. . . discovering what it means to follow Jesus, seeing my story swept up into his . . .

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You Gotta Like Sean’s Parents. . . .

I’ve seen alot happen over the years in Philadelphia’s sports cathedrals. . . and I’m not necessarily talking about player performance. What I didn’t see happen live while watching the Phillies battle the braves the other night, was 17-year-old Sean…
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They’re Going To Do It! . . . .

They’re going to do it. . . and we need your help! A couple of weeks ago I told you that our hearty and healthy CPYU staff of 4 (the folks who work so hard to keep you updated on…
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Thoughts On The 2010 VMA’s

I’m going to come clean. I’m watching the clock as the last 40 minutes tick down until the start of an annual event I’ve been watching and telling youth workers and parents to watch for who knows how many years.…
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My Shoulder and Shalom. . . .

For the last six weeks my left shoulder has been messed up. The collarbone I broke in the bike accident prompted the doctor in the hospital to tell me that my shoulder and arm were hanging . . . connected…
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Thanks Scotty. . . .

I love the richness of my Presbyterian and Reformed heritage. I know, I know. . . Calvinists have oftentimes gotten a well-deserved bad rap for the way they represent, or more accurately misrepresent, their theological heritage. But when you understand…
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Oh Man. . . We’re Excited About This! . . . .

One of our goals here at CPYU is to help parents, youth workers, and teachers effectively teach kids how to integrate their faith into all of life. One of the most discouraging marks of churched and professing Christian kids today…
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The Big Problem With Marriage. . . .

A little over three weeks ago I experienced the marriage of one of my children for the very first time. Josh married Sheila. It’s a relationship God cultivated through the gift of weak ankles. Sheila was one of the student…
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One Miserable Man. . . .

Over the years I’ve morphed into what I believe is a more God-honoring way of looking at the world. Many of us in the church have been hammered into believing that living the Christian faith requires a clean and shiny…
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100 miles. . . 100 miles. . .

Somewhere along the way I forget that today was to be the day. I realized it about mid-morning when I checked the date. Today was going to be the day for me to tackle my 100 mile bike ride along…
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Never Stop Praying. . . .

“When is it going to end?” I asked Lisa that question last night as we went through the routine of getting me hunkered down for the night in the hospital bed that now sits in my family room. I know…
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